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Little Miss Trouble got in a muddle Went head first into a muddy puddle It gave her a fright And it serves her right Cos she was always looking for trouble... Went home in tears to daddy and mommy And bawled its always happening to me Dad said " it's the price" So here's some advice "Try and be nice in twenty twenty three" ... Daddy said "your character you must tweak" Gave it her best shot and lasted a week Found it all too strange She just couldn't change Cos she'll always have an unfriendly streak... Written 10th January 2023
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