Sunday 6 February 2011

One, Two, Three, Four, Five...


One, two, three, four, five
Once, than it is an alive fish
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Have captured, then I leave to go of new
Why you must leave to go?
Because less my fingers
This that to bite the fingers?
This pinkie to my right
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