Henrietta snetter knit a sweater in the night,
In a nutty, neat, and novel sort of way,
For she knit it from a sheep
That she counted in her sleep,
And she wore it when she rose to greet the day
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC
Henrietta snetter knit a sweater in the night,
In a nutty, neat, and novel sort of way,
For she knit it from a sheep
That she counted in her sleep,
And she wore it when she rose to greet the day
Bye Iraira cedillo