When Guinea Pigs Fly
Me oh Me oh Me oh wee oh oh My
The sky is blue when the guinea pigs fly
With top hat and vest here is elderly one, Guy.
Guess what? There’s a prissy monocle in his eye.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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