Freckled foxes finish first filigree
French fries flew from France
Fond folk freeze fruit for foreseen future
Feeling frightened, Fredward frolics foolishly forward farting
From fear for fiendish flippers fishing for forgotten footwear
Forgetting failures of fleshy fools
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Lol, farting! I literally Lol-ed at that! Awesome Tautogram!
entertaining piece of writing....💖💝💗it
This one made me giggle! Nice one, Donna 💕🙂
Adorable! Enjoyable !
Cracking up at the Fredward line 🤣🤣. Awesome job!