Letters to the Editors
Dear Editors,
We have a special little tree
With apples large and round
But when we come to harvest them
There's ne'er one to be found
Maybe the thief who takes the bags
They leave for you and I
Is filling them with apples
And making apple pie
Dear Editors,
The spotty sheep
on the dyke
I like.
Is it possible,
they have the slipperiest faeces
of any species?