Crooked Poem by kedrix Udjoe
Crooked
There was this crooked man
from a crooked country
where things are crookedly done
Who built a crooked hen house
Inside a crooked pen
He ate a crooked egg
which gave him a crooked pain
As he travelled a crooked mile
he found a crooked sixpence
Beside a crooked stile
He bought a crooked cat
which always chase a crooked mouse
and they all lived
in a crooked house
Adapting to a crooked environment
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5/10/2024 8:42:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Everything here is crooked, so true having read the words. True fascinating!