Poems ✍️
  09.07.2025
  112

Author: Roald Dahl

Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey diddle diddle
We're all on the fiddle
And never get up until noon.
We only take cash
Which we carefully stash
And we work by the light of the moon.


  deception greed Satire

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