by Areia   Feb 5, 2007

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
Po of Pakistan picked his toes.
People in Pagoda pick pomegranates for their suppers,
But all I’ve picked is my nose.


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  • 11 years ago

    by Dark Demise

    =P nice alternative ending hehe, =D