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SNIP THE KNOT A friend of mine was worried, His tummy held by a thread, The knotted twine was fraying He moaned and held his head. A little snipster demon Eyed the fraying knot. "That's not what I was meant for. But, what heck, why not?" Yet the owner of this tummy Wiggled to and fro, The fraying little knot Changing postal codes. The little snipster demon Pointed tips aglow, Took aim at winking knotty twine And landed far below. Oops!!!!!! |
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