Posh' Little Girl. Once their was a posh little girl, Who wore necklaces of finest pearl, Her shoes shiny black, Had money by the sack, And manners she was indeed in lack. The profanities she shouted, Left both man and woman trouted, So shuerly in shock, They left flock by flock, Only to leave their mouths a'gaping.
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