Uncle Sal and His Date
Uncle Sal is usually and forever absent or late.
He always brings someone interesting as a new date.
His latest turquoise haired lady is decorated up to the max.
I think she is a hooker, said our cynical Uncle Jax.
Hooker or not, she is a looker, said Great Grandma Lee.
I like it when Sal brings in someone pretty to see.
Sal is her boy, her joy, her light her love, her youngest baby.
We know better than to say something mean about him to Grandma Lee.
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