Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Smoking pot and getting high
He took a large Puff
In a voice that was gruff
He said " what a good boy am I"
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Good night Peace light shine bright Good night Music vibe and Jive Good night Wrap up in your blanket fight As the stars and moon shine ...
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