Poem of the day
Late home for supper
He mustn't seem drunk
"The pob cluck," he begins
And knows he is sunk.
Wendy Cope
posted by Whispering Walls at 8:03 am
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Late home for supper
He mustn't seem drunk
"The pob cluck," he begins
And knows he is sunk.
Wendy Cope
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