-I have to keep breathing; because tomorrow the sun will rise, and who knows what the tide may bring?
Will you walk a little faster,
said the whiting to the snail,
there's a porpoise right behind us and he's treading on my tail!
It's me.
I make creatures out of wool and love to have silly coloured hair.
Always happy to exploit British Eccentricity :D
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