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Don'T Flash Your Cash and Think I'M Trash

Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash. Your looking at first class. I am through with all your balderdash. I don't wear clothes that clash. For my age I am one good looking lass. Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash. We calash. I am part of the nine to five working class. I am through with all your balderdash. I am not splatter dash. You don't have to be crass. Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash. If your high you'll crash As we go over the overpass. I am through with all your balderdash. If I wasn't so nice I would smash Your truck. Alas! Don't flash your cash and think I'm trash. I am through with all your balderdash.

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Date: 7/14/2018 2:11:00 AM
I guess she told his ash! I find this hilarious, Bette. Thanks for the chuckle:)
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Bette Bavington
Date: 7/14/2018 1:14:00 PM
I am glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for the visit.

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