
Thoughts on a Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme –
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town, upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown. Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,”Are the children in their beds, for now it’s eight o’clock?”
I don’t know about you, but if I saw someone winking his willie at me, I wouldn’t be in my bed, I’d be hiding under it! ~M
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I never thought of it like that! Oh dear, a peeping tom and a flasher, won’t someone think of the children 😝
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I know…. right? Shocking!!! 😳
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Hahaha!!!! 😉
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