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7 november 2011

Sweetwater Sally

Sweetwater Sally
Was not sweet at all
She was mean to her core
And rude to all
She would pull peoples chairs
And pull peoples hair
Kick, scream and fight,
Cause such a fright
Making a fuss
Throughout the whole night,
Sweetwater Sally
Is the worst kind of friend
She'd always tell lies
To the lies there's no end
She'd rat you out
In a second or less
She'd always lie
And never confess,
So if you should meet her
OH! Don't try to greet her!
Cause Sweetwater Sally
Will show you her anger
She's mad all the time
So just stay away
From Sweetwater Sally
And have a nice day!






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