Knows a Lot
Her nose was slightly big I saw
When at first we were to meet
Not enough to call a flaw
But only just a tad offbeat
She said, "I think on you I will grow"
I asked,"Is that what you suppose?"
She said, "No, I know what I know"
Smiling, I said,"That's a lot of knows!"
Then she did something very sad
She stomped off with no goodbye
I could see she was very mad
Then I knew what I said was why!
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