Cock-a-Leekie Hoop

Posted on February 3, 2020 by | Leave a comment

She was over the moon,

when she opened up a can of worms;

and instead of finding that the contents

were not wriggly things dead;

she had opened up

a can of Cock-a-Leekie Hoop.

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