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Molly

Molly was a ghastly child, with spiders, slugs and snails, her room was always messy, with jam sandwich breadcrumb trails, Her hair was always knotty, and her dress was never clean, she was quite the little horror, with her super sonic screams, Yet Molly had a smile that could melt the hardest heart, at least until her temper came and tantrums then would start, In every little girl there's a Molly somewhere hiding, and behind her back with angelic grin, a slimy snail is sliding.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/29/2008 10:47:00 AM
That is WICKED Sweet!!! ^.^ Love Alexz
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Date: 11/28/2008 6:05:00 PM
These days they medicate and brand the little Mollys and it yanks my chain. I still believe in cause and effect. God Bless the little Mollys in the world. Vince
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Date: 11/28/2008 9:50:00 AM
Love this Julie how funny and sweet. God bless you Michael
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Date: 11/27/2008 6:34:00 AM
Nice, very descriptive. Thanks for sharing.
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