Saturday 24th February 2024
Benji excelled himself on this very night
He stole a steak and decided to take flight
He ran underneath the table
Steak hanging from his mouth
Then realised that he’d have to spit it out
Not because he stole it, oh no he didn’t care
Because the steak wasn’t cooked so wasn’t even rare!
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