Wet Matches Poem by Kelvin Rush

Wet Matches



Those matches are wet said Mr Lyme
You won't light them you're wasting your time
Persistence dear fellow replied Mr Heath
As he blew on one and struck it
On his crooked teeth

Tuesday, April 16, 2019
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