a collection of my original watercolour paintings.
Sheepish
They trooped from here, they trooped from there, the wee weird whir of cogs for brains, But all too late to catch their prize, the casket gone, the treasure t'en,And all that's left is smoke arising,Dodger Deacon's struck again!
They trooped from here, they trooped from there, the wee weird whir of cogs for brains,
ReplyDeleteBut all too late to catch their prize, the casket gone, the treasure t'en,
And all that's left is smoke arising,
Dodger Deacon's struck again!