Like the bird named Gill

by Bobby M.Peter   Jul 31, 2020

A fox went to the hill;
to roll like Sill.
A hen was in the hill;
soon,hen flew like the Gill!
so,hen ate the earthworm
and the worms in the farm.
she forgot the berries of the hill; above lake Etles.
ate what she got;probably grains and beetles.


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