Rhoda - Poem by Elizabeth Worthington
There was a young lady named Rhoda
Whose name inspired quite a quota.
She rode a bike
She rowed a boat
She wrote a book
Which wise men quote.
She married Jack Tiller,
A man of great charm--
She's now Rhoda Tiller
And lives on a farm.
True Hospitality Hospitality starts
With keeping junk out of a chair
So when you sweetly say,
"Please sit down",
Your guest won't wonder where.
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