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What comes of Lady Sugarton  
                          she jerry-rigged her corset
attempting a smooth figure for the day

The weary straps were threading
                     the buttons were then heading
toward mass explosion, spreading
                                        all the way


The power of the wit divides
        when fear erupts in frightful tides
and she should not have run behind a bush

Instead, she should have taken route
              to seek the nearest round-a-bout
to gather shelter for her giant tush



What comes of lady Sugarton
                             Well, one thing is for sure
She always keeps a corset as a spare

She’ll never find herself again
          with snapping, busting straps and then
a great big fat and frozen derriere!

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