Thursday, May 28, 2015
Miss Mary Moore
Sweet Mary Moore Lived on the thirteenth floor Sauntered under ladders Wore the teeth of adders Had a cat who was black “All these stories are bunk” She cried with great spunk til a kid called Puff Batter Dared her to shatter A mirror from out back We saw glass break into shards Like an […]
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