There once was a man who had a bestpal He was a cook who made meat most foul He learned in London Food fit for a dungeon But they’re friendship faded when he went low cal.
I am a writer working on various short and long fiction pieces. This blog is a daily hobby, in which I normally rhyme quite a bit. Please read more about the history and purpose of Daily Rhymes here: http://dailyrhymesofthetimes.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-daily-rhymes-of-times.html
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