Cletus O'Toole At the Ball
Cletus O'Toole asked the lady, perchance
If she would like to join him for a dance
He trampled her toes
And rumpled her clothes
When asked again she said, "Nope! Not a chance!"
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2019
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