Author: Ben Franklin


Her name was Alice,
she had shinning brown hair,
and amazing body,
but not much skin was bared.

Alice was quiet,
and kept to herself,
she wouldnt harm a fly
or anybody else.

She was wary of other people,
scared of what they might say,
she went home for two hours,
just sat there and prayed,

then Alice found god,
and nothing got in her way.


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