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Gladys Sue Bea March

Gladys Sue Bea March was a Sticky beak. Into our lives he would utterly peek. She would tell everything. Her mouth would fairly sing. Thus when we saw her we would barely speak. She had a clever way of sneaking in, So quickly standing right next to your chin. Listening with all her might. It was not all right. I think gossiping like this is a sin.

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Date: 6/29/2020 8:42:00 AM
I think we all know a Gladys lol
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/29/2020 11:57:00 PM
I know many.

Book: Shattered Sighs