This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed at home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none.
And this little piggy went...
"Wee wee wee" all the way home...
This little piggy stayed at home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none.
And this little piggy went...
"Wee wee wee" all the way home...
Often always, when out to eat with people, I am told that, "for a small girl, you can eat!" Which is true, I have a non-stop appetite, and do not necessarily need to be hungry in order to eat. Like I told my sister and Frank, I'm an Eater, not a Cooker. *sorry to break it to ya bebs!
But I will learn to move beyond that and learn how to make my own grub-- I can do a few things quite well- but easily burns eggs. HAHA
Anyway, onto my random post, here is my variation of the above poem (to illustrate my weekend):
But I will learn to move beyond that and learn how to make my own grub-- I can do a few things quite well- but easily burns eggs. HAHA
Anyway, onto my random post, here is my variation of the above poem (to illustrate my weekend):
This little piggy went to V
This little piggy didn't stay home..
After, this little piggy had steak, sauteed onions, mushrooms and potatoes,
while her little piggy had a poutine and banquet burger.
Then this little piggy went
vroom vroom vroom all the way home!
This little piggy didn't stay home..
After, this little piggy had steak, sauteed onions, mushrooms and potatoes,
while her little piggy had a poutine and banquet burger.
Then this little piggy went
vroom vroom vroom all the way home!
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