Ms. Peg Blake - Poem by AHO Speaks
The lass from Cheshire called Ms. Peg Blake
Tried to eat every doughnut, Dunkin could make.
From strawberry to chocolate and all in between
In front of a sister who was really very lean.
Came for the holiday during the Christmas season
Never had such doughnuts and that is the reason.
Bag after bag kept coming into the house
But not even a little crumb left for a mouse.
Now she has left and her sister does wail
Look what you've done to my pretty tail
So good Peg may the time be short to again we meet
Like all the girls from Chesire; your pretty neat.
12-14-05 Aho Speaks
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