Sir Jasper

Rookie (01/01/45 / England)


He walks along so slow.
A pleasure to see Jasper
so free.
No care in the world
abound and for I to see,
of bone in mouth
and hobbling along
he does no wrong.
He sits there for a rest to start
and then grins and has a fart.
Now with that fart the air turns green
a fine green mist so I depart.

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