Kimmi

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Beer Gut. Beer Gut.

A Story by Kimmi


Defining. Defining.

A Story by Kimmi


Hard. Hard.

A Book by Kimmi


Control. Control.

A Book by Kimmi




About Me

Hi, I'm Kimmi and I live in Australia :)
I love movies, peppermint tea, tragic autobiographies and the rain.
Music also fits somewhere in there.


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Posted 7 Years Ago


Edward Lear


The Owl and the P***y-Cat

The Owl and the P***y-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound-note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely P***y! O P***y, my love,
What a beautiful P***y you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful P***y you are.'

P***y said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long have we tarried,
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in the wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring in the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose!
With a ring in the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing, to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day,
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon!
They danced by the light of the moon.

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Posted 7 Years Ago


Thanks Kimmi for reading my poem! I'm glad you liked it.

Kelley