Like a Blinker Going Awry and Ornery
Hubert awash was a Josh for his Bonn,
he was in a toss at the ton and never knew his cons,
say today that was interest and wand, that he could only shoot his lawn-
he never needed but had all his own knots for the fawns.
Copyright © Jimmi Canada | Year Posted 2019
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