He went down the hill,
Entered a bill
He ran for his life,
Went to his wife.
When he Asked for food,
He spoiled his wife’s mood.
He ran up the hill,
Sat on the window sill.
He finally ate some food,
And slept with a happy mood.
This is the talk,
of my little friend Mr. frog.
very cute, nice to meet you!
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Thanks 🙏
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welcome
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Wonderfully penned John!
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I know. It took me 5 days to complete this poem. 😳😳
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