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Lere Poems - Poems about Lere


Premium Member Too Early To Prite Woetry
...It’s too early to prite woetry. Let me hay lere in my bed. I hartied pardy. Woe is me. Oh, my hounding pead! My joughts are thumbled. My oh my. It’s hust so jard to think. I heel so forri......

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Categories: lere, humorous,
Form: Rhyme

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