Blind Date: Love At Second Sight
She was pretty. Her long hair was yeller.
He was ugly… a balding old feller
He slurred, "ma handle be Luke,"
She gagged and started to puke,
‘till she saw the gold stashed in his cellar!
Copyright © Robert A. Dufresne | Year Posted 2011
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