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Aug 2010
Christina Twistleton-Wickham-de-Fluff
couldn't decide what to do with her ****

Wherever she went the darned thing would shed
she even found hair from it inside her bed

So she took out the scissors and trimmed it a bit
but did a bad job and her **** looked like shhh....e had messed it up

So she took out the clippers to give it a trim
fired them up and got stuck right in

Be she lost her attention when a friend of hers called
and now theres a spot thats totally bald

But panic she didn't, nor get filled with dread
She simply decided to wear gloves instead.
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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