Antwoarps engels (jante zag eens pruimen hangen)

Johny once saw hanging prumes Oh ... as chicken eggs so groot It seemed that Johny would go plucking While his father 't him forboad. But as I will be very clever Then my father sees it not On this tree so full of prumkes He will not have it in the mot. So he clautered in the prumetree Stack his pocket full of fruit But he mistrapped on a tackske And fell down, flack on his snoot. All the prumes were spice now And the spice ran out his brook It dripped softly in his couses Johny did not darf to look. And again he was not lucky Cause his father came there oan And he gave him such a ram He could fourteen days not goan. That is how end the silly story Of little Johny, the proimenthief Even with a lot of goesting He did it never more upnief

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Hahaha Fijn weekend!!

Gepost door: Tinkerbell | 10-06-05

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