
These are my bionical monsters. I like them. One is nice and other one is scarey. (Please note that the glass with the twin turbo straws was filled with Ribena, not Kilkenny.)
I'm a rat, no doubt. I've no hat, that's out.
I'll skeeter and skankle, all around your ankles.
I pinch and I fart, I'll squeeze into your heart.
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