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Me and my mate said its not to late To do some countryside art. So we took some paint and a big brush Always knowing that someone would kick up a fuss We painted his cows pink We painted his sheep yellow You could safely say the farmer wasn't a happy fellow We painted trees white,all his hens blue Into the night we still had lots to do. The countryside is a fun place to be When your painting everything you can see. Constable put it to canvas set firmly in time A constable came to arrest us for committing a crime Countryside art might not be for all But when you think of it,it was a good call
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
Countryside art
Me and my mate said its not to late To do some countryside art. So we took some paint and a big brush Always knowing that someone would kick up a fuss We painted his cows pink We painted his sheep yellow You could safely say the farmer wasn't a happy fellow We painted trees white,all his hens blue Into the night we still had lots to do. The countryside is a fun place to be When your painting everything you can see. Constable put it to canvas set firmly in time A constable came to arrest us for committing a crime Countryside art might not be for all But when you think of it,it was a good call
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65/M/Portsmouth
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
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