Purple Penguins playing Puccini on placid pianos
Puccini non Portabella Plasticine porcupine in pine tree paradise.
Potatoes from Pierre to Penelope prized plaid platypus
Pristine Pure Priests or Pope
but still Pedophiles...
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Two tired toads trotting to Tutbury etc.... But plasticine porcupines up trees? The mind boggles....... Love, Fran xx