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There was a maiden named Jane McNaught when it came to loving she wasn't hot. Told all she was missing she scorned even kissing. Suitors soon cared for her not a squat.

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Date: 10/15/2021 4:16:00 PM
Hello Paul ... word soon spreads around so poor ol' Jane could end up being an old maid, but that might be preference in life - thanks Paul - Lindsay
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Date: 10/8/2021 7:37:00 PM
Paul, she's not worth even one kumquat! Funny...ab
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Paul Schneiter
Date: 10/9/2021 6:30:00 AM
You're right, Anselmo. The poor girl never learned to behave as she ought, or maybe she just forgot. Thanks for your fun comment. Paul
Date: 10/8/2021 8:09:00 AM
lol very witty Paul:-) hugs Jan xx
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Paul Schneiter
Date: 10/8/2021 3:22:00 PM
Thanks, Jan. Words from you are always golden. Hugs and love, Paul