Guest Shiva H. Vishnu Posted July 18, 2006 Share Posted July 18, 2006 Poppy Cornelius would bounce round the room The whites of his eyes throwing light through the gloom A colonel was he, and he blossomed at war With the heat of the air and the funk on the floor I remember his temper, his often explosions His tufty white beard and his chaotic motions But sadly he lived the tenth life of a kitten Got stuck in the teeth of Big Ben while in Britain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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