SHE
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
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