Hati Pati Poem by Harry Preston

Hati Pati

Hati pati is no cati
She creeps around and sleeps all day
Hati is as cute as a ikle boote
Her little grey bierd Is pritie wired
Her favoroute word is hello or jello
Her special hugs arent for thuges
Only for her mum her mum mum
Hati is a minetur schnauzer

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