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Guilt

There was this lady in Amarillo
Who claimed to all and beyond
That she did not know
 
But as much as she tried to deny
It was obviously a huge lie
For the proof of her maladresse
Was to be seen
All over her smeared dress
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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