![]() Tom ThimbletonA Poem by Willem Gray![]() I tried to be clever![]() Tom Thimbleton Tom Sower sallied over to Fred who said, lest it escaped from his mind, that Sally had retired and headed to find her bed. A search which lead to the attic, ecstatic she cried out her love to John, who had recently moved her bed to the ROOF! Tom Sower decided to protect his finger. © 2018 Willem Gray |
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