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Warts and All

There was once a woman who lived on Sheffield's London road with greasy unwashed hair black crooked teeth and huge wart on the end of her nose. Her eyes were wild and staring she had rickets and fleas had hairy legs and knobbly knees She stank like a million skunks she hadn't a bath for 12 years and a month. Her name is Vera Cooper She could drink any man under the table and swore like a trooper. She once won a beauty contest when she fell into a ugly bugs nest she had a tattoo of a sewer rat on one breast. People would run away whenever she was in town but the flies would follow her around. But you know what? She had a great personality was so kind and caring and gave lots to charity. We fell in love and raised a family we're very happy together and so in love and go together like a hand in a glove She's my angel. ''Well they do say it's personality that counts don't they?.'' Peter Dome.copyright.2014.

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Date: 3/12/2014 6:36:00 AM
My you seen it too!. thanks so much Dave, no you can;t have her she's mine ha ha. take care best wishes. Pete.
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