She was incognito
She was incognito, so I pretended not to recognize her that day.
It was the little female turtle who lived down in Oyster Bay.
As a disguise she was wearing round granny glasses and a pink wig.
I avoided her eyes, so she could feel safe smoking on her cig.
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