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Wholesome New Girl

The new girl was wholesome, old-fashioned, and loving. We were intimidated by her open spirit and cunning. She rode around town on a bike followed by birds and bees. Trying to make friends with everybody. Good grief! Oh, please! What is her name? Someone asked. Who cares? I said. She has a dog in her basket, look, he has a tiny bed! I did not want to like her. I was determined to not actually. But she threw me a compliment, which completely changed me. I was suddenly following her, as were robins, and wrens. We all wanted a piece of her, to be her friends! She gave out such marvelous vibes, she was wholesome and fun! Now thank goodness, as far as friends go, she calls me one.

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Date: 1/1/2023 10:21:00 AM
A wonderful write. Never judge a book by it's cover or a person. It can cost one a good friend. Blessings....................
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/1/2023 8:29:00 PM
I try not to but it is hard sometimes