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Monday 23 May 2011

A Riddle

There once was a fellow named Liddle
Who needed to go for a widdle
He pulled down his fly
He shouted oh, my!
Cuz the dribble he saw was not piddle.

(And a clean version!)

There once was a fellow named Riddle
Who played on a very fine fiddle
His fingers were fast
His music a blast
But all that he played was a twiddle.

© Caroline Nicholson
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