The Hands Poem by Dan Walters

The Hands

Rating: 2.7


The mice ate all your cheese
And you cried yourself to sleep
Cause your cats ate all your cheese
From the stomach’s of the mice
Let’s all leave our owners
The hassle in such a mess
Let’s all bed somewhere else
But bed somewhere close

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