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Mish Mash

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By Mother Combs (Sharon)Published 3 years ago • 1 min read
Mish Mash
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Mish mash

Give me all your cash

Quick as a flash

Before I leave you a gash,

Here, take this ash

It needs to go to the trash

That color is such a clash

Now that one is a smash

Don’t you start to bash

Or to use that lash

We can just have some hash

Then we can make a splash

Now I got to dash

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Mother Combs (Sharon)

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs (Sharon)