little one

Friday, November 11

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"eh you know on our sail to gulf,...we get tons of nutella for ration. Chocolates and bottles of nutella till you r sick of it ah,..!!"

thoughts : "wa,...so good,...don't worry,..i won get sick of it,....fat probably,...."

wat a dream sia,...i dreamt of nutella,.....nutella for ration,...Fat Hope,..
now you know how this phase come from,.........

ROLY POLY

by Fred Rose


Roly Poly, eatin' corn and taters
Hungry every minute of the day
Roly Poly, gnawin' on a biscuit
Long as he can chew it it's ok
He can eat an apple pie
And never even bat an eye
He likes everything from soup to hay
Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Bet he's gonna be a man someday *

Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread and jelly 20 times a day
Roly Poly eats a hearty dinner
It takes lots of strength to run and play
Pulls up weeds and does the chores
Runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Bet he's gonna be a man someday




i'm just just just too lucky ain't i ,....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!guess i had stolen all the luck that is meant for the future

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