There once was a lady named Pussy Cat,
Her friends say she's all that.
With kitties a plenty,
She's bright as a new penny,
To her we tip our hat.
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There once was a woman named Sue,
Two lovely daughters she brought through.
Finding each one a brat,
Now she's sticking to cats,
Who leave her gifts of poo.
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There once was a girl named Lizzie
Whom we thought might be ditzy
But she turned out to be smart
With plenty of heart
And never goes into a tizzy!
The Prude
Dear Whiz-Bang --
How sweet. I like this poem almost as much as that one you wrote about the transsexual hooker. Your talent will not go unrecognized much longer!
Love, Mom
Dearest Lizzie,
There I was at the periodontist, drifting like you do, and suddenly I thought, "Yikes, that's supposed to be 'who,' not 'whom.' " I hope I haven't embarrassed you in front of your friends.
P.
I wish I got cool adult comments on my blog! Good job, Lizzie!
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