Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Tobi Had A Real Ire

Tobi had a real ire,
Its sins as state as ice,
For usually this Tobi used,
The ire ventured thereby.

It installed her since sort full dress,
It hoped among the nave,
Which had the dessert hay and mousse,
From mousse an ire mid slave.

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