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SHE She wokked up tha hill lungs gentile and relaxed She Did the spredsheet mind fokussed and pinched She Droved tha car eyes strong on tha rode She stretched & moved her hips than reached for tha bag of ships(salted winegar) She typed ckeckkkeckkk and her fone ranged tina at hern beck She sed "tell him brag now" he kuldnt tho he tried somehow She tried on pants, skirts to show them why she should wear a burq(a) (forn werk) She lokked tha door and hogged pupkorn lake a hoar She nit things for tha wurld Not him, tho he wuld wair a swetter purled She helps us all even this lil furball HOPPY 50TH BRITHDATE TO YOU!!! fram BUTTOON B PECK