Trunnel Poems - Poems about Trunnel

...Wind blows to set strain apart. Yet, sheep joyfully bear it a cross. Hardly do they mind to depart, Rather tag the fight posse. Im not fake. I bake natural cake. It may really ache An......

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...Jack’s been missing of late Checked at the pearly gate He wasn’t there (a minor scare — does have a future date) Sure missed the son-of-a-gun Blowhard, so full of it (fun) I asked our friend......

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