Tripple Tripple
Double Cup my Tripple Tripple
And don't stir in a milk
Sugars 3 and creamer 4
I'd like to make a stilk
Horny steamered fattened slupe
Hands a clamoured cloupe
Barion blatter to uncouth
Bairked of plaiten mineral sluth
Made for ware on tathiered tooth
Closht decay on perished truth
Smiling draught to terrify
What all left gawking stare at WHY?
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2022
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