Mar 18
A matron of Memphis poured toffee
In water and orange juice and coffee.
Her drinks were so sweet
She thought them a treat,
But a sleeve, if rested, ripped off me.
In water and orange juice and coffee.
Her drinks were so sweet
She thought them a treat,
But a sleeve, if rested, ripped off me.
Written by
David Plantinga
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