Crow In Boots With Upturned Collar

My feet are killing me
     In case nobody knows
          The chill is real
                 But all I feal
                       Is the pinching of my toes
                           Oh woe Oh
                                 Woe oh woe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
November 2, 2023 at 8:04 PM
Hahahahaha! When the 'n' falls off of the 'crown,' all you can do is 'crow!'
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November 4, 2023 at 6:22 PM
So true Gershon,so true .Thanks .
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