Tongue Twisters
Red lorry, yellow lorry, don't worry
Mr Furry liked to bury all his curry
She sells sea shells to Mr furry
But he was off taking care of his curry
Mr Furry was hairy but went to meet Betty
But Betty was busy with her bit of Butter
Betty saw Gerry going to the gutter
They started their own chitter-chatter
Peter Piper then picked a peck of peppers
Peter, Betty, Gerry and Furry played- stone paper scissors!!
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