Ole perdon rede his paper
And suddenly astound..
His Auntie Moneybags ha ded
And left him millun pounds!
He buy hissel a paper sac
To put the munny in
And set off on his trike-a-bike
A wumman for to win.
He mete a woolwoth lady
An take her for a ryd
She say altho he ugly
She plese to be his bride
They buy themself a castle
In Furbington-on-Wye
Thay liv there plenty holiday
An wen they old thay die.
2007-12-19
23:08:44
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