Almost stepped on you ... yet again...
So on the 13th day... I returned to my working.
Go me...
And decorated a tree.
Wished to cook up some chicken.
Which is quite usual you see.
I would like to go walking.
But that wont go well.
I'll slip across the white stuff that has suddenly fell!
Not sure what I'll feed this family of mine.
Hopefully nothing that will take up too much time...
I believe I am allergic to something called a stove...
It's makes me all itchy, and stuffs up my nove.
Yes, that's right, I said nove... shut up all the time!
And I believe this about the right time, to put a complete end, to this little rhyme.
HA!
AND... on the 13th day of December.. I wrote a poem!
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