Ok, heres my poem: (Kinda a joke.)
“A Pheasant Peasant, living in pee and poo, eating only peanuts, but the “nuts” is silent. Oh poor Pheasant Peasant, how we Pity, If Only he and his life were Pretty.”
Ok, heres my poem: (Kinda a joke.)
“A Pheasant Peasant, living in pee and poo, eating only peanuts, but the “nuts” is silent. Oh poor Pheasant Peasant, how we Pity, If Only he and his life were Pretty.”