...and they're STILL giggling.



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Men quip lo, "Giggly girls...completely clueless [thence]--"
To say,  "No,..." and I wish there was t'avail
This manual titled "How To Vex Him," pale
As aught excuse, cuz to appease from hence
His wrath I've accident'ly roused (where sense
Had been a child on holiday, in frail
Reply for being a girl and prone to hail
Dawn's pure blue skies with smiles)...owns ne defense.
I tiptoe where just minutes ere in tour
Being like some carefree butterfly anew
Seemed it could be forgivn.  Like twas not:  poor.
Yes, muse in sipping coffee first, in lieu
Of cherished tea, yes, poor man's tea, if fer
Such joys I must be chastised?  Swear I knew?!

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