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Jan 2020
There once was a small baby Zebra
Who said to his daddy one day
I know I’m a black n white horsey
But this I have just gotta say
Am I black with some white stripes along me
Or white with some black lines instead
I just gotta know what’s the answer
Cos it’s messing around with my head!
Daddy looked down at his baby
And said in a wise fathers voice
It doesn’t much matter the answer
Because my boy it is your choice
Be black with white lines in the nighttime
And white with black bits in the day
Or swap that around if you want to
Now trot off my boy and go play!
Jason
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Jason  51/M
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   Carlo C Gomez
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