A poem for A.Leech NW8, Locked in his apartment, No access to grass, A birthday dad is scratching his….. Now don’t get excited, And don’t get misled, This special dad is scratching his head!
A poem for A.Leech NW8, Locked in his apartment, No access to grass, A birthday dad is scratching his….. Now don’t get excited, And don’t get misled, This special dad is scratching his head!