Jan 2017
Dear Noah of the Ark,
This is a message from the sharks,
We ate all the unicorns,
Noah leaves at 5pm, they could have sworn,
Whoops! Now there are no unicorns!
This is a message from the sharks,
We ate all the unicorns,
Noah leaves at 5pm, they could have sworn,
Whoops! Now there are no unicorns!
Feedback welcome.
(Australia)
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