Clip Clop Poem by Poem hunters

Clip Clop



Clip clop clip clop.
I'll have to lop from the top.
Munch bunch much bunch.
I'll eat with a great crunch.
Munch, munch, munch.
He loves to drink his Sunday punch.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
He can never eat his lunch.
Hop, hop, hop.
He can also be a mop.
He can't even drink fizz.
Do you know what he is?

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