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The elegant lady
Crossed the ground
Through the long grass
And plants that were found
Right by the edge
To the end of the lawn
Only to get snagged on a stalk
And then all forlorn
A free ride was in order
As she stumbled and fell
And licked the wet soil
With a sharp ‘bloody hell!’
She was lucky that nobody saw her
…or heard her, Wash your mouth out woman!
A misty moisty morning
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I know, Keith. Not very becoming, is it?
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You must have done to write about her! It’s OK we won’t say a word.
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Thanks, Oldegg, I’m just about getting away with it!
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They can safely be unladylike when unheard. A natural reaction can be quite embarrassing!
Hank
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Oh, I know all about natural reactions, Hank! 😯
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