Lady Sugarton
What comes of Lady Sugarton
she jerry-rigged her corset
attempting a smooth figure for the day
The weary straps were threading
the buttons were then heading
toward mass explosion, spreading
all the way
The power of the wit divides
when fear erupts in frightful tides
and she should not have run behind a bush
Instead, she should have taken route
to seek the nearest round-a-bout
to gather shelter for her giant tush
What comes of lady Sugarton
Well, one thing is for sure
She always keeps a corset as a spare
She’ll never find herself again
with snapping, busting straps and then
a great big fat and frozen derriere!
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