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Mar 2010
there was a little shrew he had pointed nose
with a little tail and tiny little toes
he lived in a garden underneath the hedge
right down at the bottom where i grew my veg
he liked to dig in soil with his little nose
throw it all behind him with his little toes
he would take a rest get his breath and then
back in to the soil to start digging once again
a happy little chap  he just loved to toil
he loved to spend his day just digging in the soil.
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william worthless
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