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Howard and the Fish Dish 3

Hi, I'm back,

it's Howard the horse shoe,

I really like photo frames,

but not as much as fish,

 

fishermans pie,

in my big belly,

it's so so good,

until I do a smelly,

 

I love my fish,

from the bottom of my heart,

they taste like mushy peas,

see ya I need to ****

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Feb 20, 2010
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