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Heather in Leather

There is a young woman named Heather
who occasionally likes to wear leather
at country line dances
where she sashays and prances;
her feet are as light as a feather.

This lovely woman named Heather
looks great in her skirt made of leather,
but nevertheless
I have to confess
she looks better in the altogether!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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