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A pig sat in my back yard seventy pounds of lard thirty two pounds of gammon and ham and bacon for the frying pan. There's a chicken that I can see and she's laying eggs for me but I really love fried chicken so I'll have her for my tea. A duck with pluck came for a look at an orange on the tree I put the two together and I'll have them both for tea.
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Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 3:56 PM UTC
Home farm
A pig sat in my back yard seventy pounds of lard thirty two pounds of gammon and ham and bacon for the frying pan. There's a chicken that I can see and she's laying eggs for me but I really love fried chicken so I'll have her for my tea. A duck with pluck came for a look at an orange on the tree I put the two together and I'll have them both for tea.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 3:56 PM UTC
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