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May 2015
Your mother and father
Do naughty things with each other
They do all the things we laugh about

No No they do not
Not my mother and father
They are good , they wouldn't do that

Oh yes they really do
Why do they share the same bed
You must try to understand


Look my lovely parents
Share the bed for a good reason
To be warm in the winter

Besides my father
Always , yes always
Wears his pyjamas in bed.
Written by
Leslie William Purdy  Mallorca
(Mallorca)   
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