A Running Lass Called Doralee Who Fell While Running Free- -

A Running Lass Called Doralee Who Fell While Running Free- -


There once was a young lass who skipped.
She thought she was awfully ripped.
It was rather dry,
But not very spy,
She just couldn't say no to the script

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She once was a runner who skipped.
Sure liked her bare feet shaken wet.
With a terrible roar,
She fell to the floor,
She just couldn't say no to the slip


1/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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