365 Poems in 365 Days: A Toddler Stole My Sausage Roll
A toddler stole my sausage roll
Right off my plate as I stood there
Her in her mother’s arms and all
The people about oohed and stared
Number 163 also happened at the wedding. Curse you tiny child!
Right off my plate as I stood there
Her in her mother’s arms and all
The people about oohed and stared
Number 163 also happened at the wedding. Curse you tiny child!
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