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Slick Singing Sally

Slick Singing Sally She was called slick singing Sally In a big rally down in the valley Where she swiftly started to sing And she gave it her everything. You ought to hear her voice vibrate Was so great we could hardly wait She sure seemed so tall and thin We wanted her to come back again. Her eyes with mine would entwine She was not Sally but Patsy Cline Every time she sang her number Said she was quite a cute cucumber. Guess what next thing we planned Was being in Grand Old Opera land And said that she'd do some teaching So we would stop all our screeching. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/15/2015 6:25:00 PM
I love it! Fun read with some delicious in it.lol
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