Where ever it is warm

 

 
Where ever it is warm
Bram is on top of it
So even when it's burning
On antique stoves he sit

He doesn't burn his belly
The upperhalf is for baking bread
But once he jumped on the other stove
And I won't tell you what he said


 
 
 
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