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Forty Rusty Pennies

I found forty rusty pennies in a black leather slipper while my itchy nose sneezed more than three times; why were they hidden from thrifty mother? Weren't they less valued than silver dimes? While my itchy nose sneezed more than three times, mom woke up to scold me for my loud laughter; she was mad and wanted to hear anything but lies and frantically screaming, she pulled my curly hair. Mom woke to scold me for my loud laughter, I tripped on the slipper, falling flat as a bear, and frantically screaming, she pulled my curly hair; with an angered face, I retrieved to my dark lair. She was mad and wanted to hear anything but lies, mom woke up to scold me for my loud laughter; with an angered face, I retrieved to my dark lair... I found forty rusty pennies in a black leather slipper.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/26/2012 5:32:00 AM
A belated congratulations on your win in Rhonda and Cyndi's "Penny Pantoums" contest Andrew. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/25/2012 4:47:00 PM
Congrats on your winning work..Sara
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Date: 9/25/2012 12:06:00 PM
Congrats on your win with this great Pantoum Andrew!Love this.
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Date: 9/25/2012 1:39:00 AM
pennies in a slipper, that's a new one ha ha .Congratulations Andrew, well done and a well deserved win xx
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Date: 9/14/2012 6:55:00 AM
having a funny poem marathon this morning.
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