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Bubba
by Meredith Wilde.........................................
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One day my mother told me that Bubba had to go, And I simply cried out to her in woe:"Mother,I know that he has no nose, his eyesight dark as a crow,but why must Bubba have to go?" As tears were going arush, Bubba told me to hush, For we would meet again someday Again a time to run and play. |
Comments would be appreciated by the author, Meredith Wilde
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