Jane Shewmaker Hale

(Buffalo, Missouri)

Grace - Poem by Jane Shewmaker Hale

There once was a young lady named Grace.
who wore a red bikini, twas lace.
When she jumped in to dunk,
her bikini, it shrunk.
Then, all that was red was her face.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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