Gypsy Tipsey Gal
sHE STOOD PROUD
SMILING.
HER FACE AS
BEAUTIFUL AS HER
STYLIST ALLOWED.
ONE SPOKE
i DON'T KNOW WHY,
BUT IT IS jULY IN 2024
WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?
THEN SHE SAID
IN HER NAITIVE TOUNGE
SOMETHING THAT PUZZED ME
SINCE. SHE SAID:
"ELLE PORTAIT UN
COSTUME DE CORPS
AUX TONS CHAIR:
AVES UNE CINQUIEME
BOUTEILLE DE LA
LIQUEUR GAY
SUR L'ETIQUETTE.
c'ETAIT JUSTE SUR
ELLE
SWIG - SWAGGLER!"
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2022
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