Ruth the Soothsayer

Giant’s wife was angry Ruth
Thinks she is a super sleuth
Manners are usually uncouth
Some say she comes from Duluth

Ruth has a magic wisdom tooth
And the gift of a saysooth
When she speaks, it is the truth
Uh-oh, she’s sitting in the adjoining booth
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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