Skirts

There was a lady in my town
Who wore these great big skirts.
They’d flip and flap and flutter and
They’d drag in mud and dirt.
And noone that I’ve told this to
Believes my honest tale:
One day the wind took hold of her
And made the gal set sail!

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44 thoughts on “Skirts

      1. Maybe you need to shout something at the same time to get a better reaction. Like, “Quick, look, I’m wearing magic underwear,” or “Somebody please help, my bottom is on fire.”

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