A Ringer and Hum Dinger

Wonder if Trump ever read Mein Heir before.


She sure had been a hum dinger,
So we named her Caren Krutsinger 
Have no fear;
A darling dear;
Destroyed my poem through a ringer.

My Horn's are originally from Rothenburg 
ob der Tauber.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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