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If I Were 19 Foot Tall

If I were nineteen foot tall I would not need a ladder
I could stretch out across the top of my car
And look for a ball under it.
I would never need high heels
And I could pat a giraffe on the head
And gloat because I was taller than him.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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