Blind Date

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I went to the shop

Danced with a mop

Went to my home

Know as i own

Took out my brush

All in a rush

Ate some Cake

That i make

Brushed my teeth

Before i Leave("leaf")

The doorbell rang

With a bang

Opened the gate

This was a fake

Cause at the door

There was no more

Than a
BLIND DATE

By:Lene Wessels

  

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