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There was an old Maid
There was an old maid in the square
Who tripped over her very long hair,
She grabbed a street lamp
Performed a pole dance
And everyone gave her a cheer.
An old man was approaching that square
And he tripped while descending the stairs
He did a cartwheel
Then tapped on his heels
Said Ginger, here’s your Fred Astaire!
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Ann Fraser
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