There once was a magician in Vegas,
who needed a flat more spacious,
the bunny from his hat,
was peculiarly fat,
stinky farts from carrots were contagious!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
new fifth line? And his flatulence really outrageous. (I am a really fussy old man) see my 'four feathers'
haha thanks I will go read it in a second :) That's my fluffy white bunny in the pic :) -EllaRose