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Mar 2010
MR mole was holiday bound
and started digging underground
he dug away for a year and day
to a land so far away
now was time for his fun
in this land in the sun
palm trees blowing in the breeze
as he lay beneath the trees
he was happy in this place
and wore a smile upon face
then he would stroll along the sand
on the beach of this sunshine land
whenever he got tired he dug himself a hole
then he climbed inside to rest his weary soul
Written by
william worthless
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