Jokes about penguins
We walk into the glen, not knowing how far The path is good, but in the air are drops of rain, which we mistake for midges Nothing bites: the hills of Harris rise up on both sides, and we look…
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We walk into the glen, not knowing how far The path is good, but in the air are drops of rain, which we mistake for midges Nothing bites: the hills of Harris rise up on both sides, and we look…
Read: Jokes about penguins