Riddle #7
What I make is the sound
of a certain animal
famous for the way he feeds me
at his own relief.
June 10th, 1979 at 6:22 pm by Rastaban (Poetry, Riddles)
What I make is the sound
of a certain animal
famous for the way he feeds me
at his own relief.
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