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A Cranked Risk

The naked dancer was irked
Because the dark scar would sneak
From under her tutu but she shirked
Not her dance rountine, Kirk

The car she drove was a cranked risk
And a horror when the snake on rack did hide
The car will ask kinder for snake to sneak aside
So the dancer can go to work..

Written by: Sara Kendrick
A nonsensical work
Title of contest: Anagramatically Speaking
Sponsor: Oink! A Limp Okra

This was inspired by the contest
but not an entry....
Scar naked irk
Car ask kinder
Rack snake rid
Dancer ask irk
Dancer as Kirk
Skincare Dark
A Cranked Risk

Copyright © Sara Kendrick




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