Mcwhirt Is Smitten With Princess
Hollyhock princess leans on a mushroom to flirt.
The mushroom is bashful, he hides a bit in the dirt.
What is her name? whispers his interested cousin McWhirt.
Not sure, says the mushroom, but she is drooling on my shirt.
She can drool on my shirt anytime McWhirt says with a wink.
She can uproot me, scrub me, and plunk me down in a sink.
I am going to give her full eye contact until I see her blink.
princess did not notice at all, she had fallen in love with a frog named Fink.
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