Just a story of a (cow)boy and his (old) gnu.
Picture this incident vivid:
young David, a cowpuncher avid,
to saddle his
livid old bovid,
must fervid be, nor know not 'pavid.'
I exhale only air inhaled where...? Dans la mer. Plus I bottle clean water in Perth. Many foods I consume only bloom in Khartoum....
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