Shelly wore big boots

Shelly always wore big boots when she walked pink bear
He left his mark hither, yon, over here and under there
His piles were huge, and gooey, and warm and smelly too.
She never cleaned up the mess, when they were through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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