Date At Red Road Flats
Dale had a date
at Red Road Flats,
but the girl he's at
had no need of him.
She had gone out walking
with her dog,
and wasn't there
at Red Road Flats.
So Dale went knocking on her door
on the top floor of Red Road Flats.
There was no barking of the dog, for sure,
in Red Road Flats, in Red Road Flats.
He stood there an hour beside the door
of Red Road Flats, and was so bored...
Eventually, the girl's he's at
came home with Smog, the little dog.
"What are you doing here?"
said the girl he's at at Red Road Flats.
For that rudeness, Dale was floored,
and says no more she's the girl he's at.
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1/13/2016
Contest - Strand Selection 6
Sponsor - Brian Strand
2nd place win
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