Reworked Rhymes 12 Poem by Phil Soar

Reworked Rhymes 12

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Diddle Diddle Dumpling
My son John
Went to bed with a condom on
His mother caught him out, said it was wrong
He diddled in the condom
Poor old John

Friday, August 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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