
Poop poop!
Mr Toad dashes like a hare
Across rivers, over hills
on his way to the country fair
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Poop poop!
Weasels flying this way and that
as Mr Toadβs automobile
hits for six like a willow cricket bat
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Poop poop!
Oh dear the mess left behind
unnoticed by the excited Mr Toad
who is totally speed blind
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Poop poop!
A carefree Mr Toad races and flies
here, there and back again
watching the road with eager eyes
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Poop poop!
Mr Toad does not arrive at the fair
Rather there is a crash and a smash
involving a confused chestnut mare
Poop Poop Toot Toot heβs here heβs there!
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Exactly! π
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Ah, Mr. Toad driving his automobile.
Brings back memories of my favourite scenes from The Wind In The Willows. ππ€£
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Delightful!
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Thank you! π
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Precious!
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Thank you! π
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:β)
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Love this! You’ve truly captured the character and his life in this delightful piece
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Thank you! Glad you liked π
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You’re welcome.
I did!
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Nice one…
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Thank you π
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