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A Rattling Rhyme

I saw her in the park 'neath the streetlights dim glow She was holding the hand of a man I don't know She is my wife not his and I'll have none of that But then he was broad shouldered and I've gone to fat Well, I fussed and I fumed and I called up the gym It will take me some work to whip the likes of him To the weights I did go and I worked like a drone I would teach this new stranger to leave her alone I went down to the park ready for come what may She said, "Honey, you remember my brother, Jay." "When he dies it all goes just to me and to you" I'll be rich - and a fool - but in shape - there's that, too 3-1-20 Contest: A Rattling Rhyme 2 Sponsor: Nina Parmenter

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