Poems of Lighthouse Bob
More than Handouts #389
More than Handouts a pauper, who shopper gave whopper to eat and dropped her some copper so proper she'd be, on chopper did stop here and flopped here with me until we woke up at a quarter ‘til three and bought us a pint of matrimony straight from the hoppers of death. |
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More than Handouts #389
More than Handouts #389