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There once was a woman with wishes,
That somebody else did the dishes.
She cooked and she cleaned,
No one noticed it seemed,
Until threatened to sleep with the fishes.
There once was a butcher named Sam Rock,
Who preferred not to swim in the deep loch.
“I’ll cook and I’ll clean,
Just don’t be so mean,
Please loosen your grip on my ham hock.”
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Sara Frederick
I often write about broken or damaged beings. But I love, love. I believe everyone, person or creature, deserves love and acceptance. Thank you for reading.
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This is so cute! Loved it!