Poems
Wednesday, 1 March 2017
Argyle the Badger
Badger Argyle
Rest in a pile
In the Badgers nest
Rest went on a quest
Argyle stays put
Right in the nest soot
Then hungry he gets
Food outside he bets
Argyle now out
walks walks walks about
Did he return home
Or is he alone
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