There was a youn lady called Pru
Who declared she had nothing to do
So she set about putting it right
And got into a bit of a fight
You see she wanted to make it clear
That she had nothing to hide and nothing to fear
She was incredibly rude and loud
What she said hung in the air like a heavy cloud
She wanted to set up a stall, selling buttons to one and all
She seemed to have found her call
But she said to a woman who purchased six small ducks
That the woman was bang out of luck
For small was not her size
From her hips to her big blue eyes
She continued with her speech
That made it clear, small was out of the woman's reach
The woman began to cry
Pru began to sigh
People began to gather
Everyone got in a bit of a lather
A gentleman happened by
And asked Pru why?
Why did she feel the need, to put the woman down?
Pru began to consider and began to frown
That was not her intention, she was misunderstood
She had just meant that small was no good for the woman's hood
Pru and the woman shook hands
The council provided a band
Someone brought scones and jam for afternoon tea
And everyone sat down to eat at about half past three
Now Pru and the woman are friends
And this short story is soon to end
But first I just wanted to say
Thanks for reading, have a good day
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 6:28 PM UTC
There was a youn lady called Pru
Who declared she had nothing to do
So she set about putting it right
And got into a bit of a fight
You see she wanted to make it clear
That she had nothing to hide and nothing to fear
She was incredibly rude and loud
What she said hung in the air like a heavy cloud
She wanted to set up a stall, selling buttons to one and all
She seemed to have found her call
But she said to a woman who purchased six small ducks
That the woman was bang out of luck
For small was not her size
From her hips to her big blue eyes
She continued with her speech
That made it clear, small was out of the woman's reach
The woman began to cry
Pru began to sigh
People began to gather
Everyone got in a bit of a lather
A gentleman happened by
And asked Pru why?
Why did she feel the need, to put the woman down?
Pru began to consider and began to frown
That was not her intention, she was misunderstood
She had just meant that small was no good for the woman's hood
Pru and the woman shook hands
The council provided a band
Someone brought scones and jam for afternoon tea
And everyone sat down to eat at about half past three
Now Pru and the woman are friends
And this short story is soon to end
But first I just wanted to say
Thanks for reading, have a good day
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