Turkey Eating Hot Water Bottle
T Tom Billsborough
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In my house of daub and wattle
I like to call my home
I have a water bottle
Which keeps my knees quite warm.
It's black and big and furry
I call it Mister P.
I feed it on Fresh Turkey
It means the world to me.
I used to have a palace
Before my bottle came
Where Lords and Ladies showed their face
And once or twice the Queen.
But thanks to Mister Purry
And his great appetite
My fortune's in the slurry
But he keeps me warm at night.
In my house of daub and wattle
I like to call my home
I stroke my water bottle
And Purry starts to purr!
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