The Highway Frog
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- Chapitres 11
Terminé lun., juil. 24, 2017<5 mins
There once was a highway frog,
Who lived in a smelly bog.
He wore boots of fine brown leather,
And a hat with a fluffy feather.
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Just a random poem i wrote because i was bored! :)
Enjoy!
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