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I Am Going To Marry Her

Jimmy’s pretty donkey had a head for math She was kind also, never got even, never had any wrath Male donkeys in the stable were always sniffing around They loved her beauty, and her empathetic energetic sound Donkey named Little Red was a barnyard beauty for sure She was also true to her word, and her heart was totally pure. I am going to marry her, the bachelor donkeys all said. She rolled her eyes at this; none of them were very well-bred.

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Date: 11/17/2022 3:54:00 AM
A snapshot of humanity:) Excellent write! Enjoyed.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/17/2022 12:24:00 PM
Thank you Joe
Date: 11/16/2022 8:08:00 PM
'Cause that's what pretty donkeys do.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/17/2022 3:10:00 AM
Exactly!

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