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A fun experiment, this is just something that popped into my head one day. Usually I don't rhyme but this time it just came out naturally :)

Submitted:Jan 24, 2007    Reads: 152    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


Make her muse

Make her contemplate

Who will be her date

Should she pick Bryan?

Nah, she'd end up cryin'

Should she pick Ted?

All he wants is to go to bed

She sits on her closet floor

Not quite ready to go out the door

Looking at her painted toes

She sees cute shoes sitting in rows

The pretty pink flip flops

With the rhinestones on top

The wild brown sandals

Heels so high she'll cause a scandal

Who should she pick?

Oh she's so slick

She has�got a plan

Tonight she's going out with Anne

Time with the girls

Her hair up in curls

Stilettos making noise

She will forget the boys


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