This Poem Stinks
The hearing of herrings are tuned to the gas,
That each are passing from each other’s buns..
But Harold the herring brought panic en masse,
When he found some baked beans– and ate more than one.
This Poem Stinks
The hearing of herrings are tuned to the gas,
That each are passing from each other’s buns..
But Harold the herring brought panic en masse,
When he found some baked beans– and ate more than one.