"Joy to the world, for barnys dead, we, cut off, his head! don't worry about the body we flushed it Down the potty around around it gos! around around it go's, joy to the world, for barnys dead!" Wyatt sang as he walked down the street. "Shut up you cat!" somepenguin yelled, throwing an anvil at Wyatt, nailing him on the head and knocking him out.
Don't go singing at midnight.
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Penguin short stories
AcakPenguins and there short, has nothing else to do with one another, stories.
