The Walrus and the Ombudsman
Suspend their morning jog.
“You lag, Milord,” the Walrus roar'd.
"You've slow'd us to a slog."
“You're Dynamo,” quoth Señor O.
“Me…?
I'm El Underdog.”
Pease porridge cold. Pease porridge hot. Pease porridge top fermented in a copper pot. Many like it cold. Few like it hot. You'll co...
No comments:
Post a Comment