<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428393" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nancy Manxome Wifle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Manxome little Minx<br>Stood beneath illustrious Boa-bob tree<br>She scratched her left butt cheek<br>With grazed grass stained knees</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stared pon the ghostly forms gibbering with fear<br>That Nancy (her name) might manhandle their ears<br>And drag them petrified, within her Boa-bob bar<br>Unvisited by good-folk... being so far</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within a dusted deserted dessert dry plane<br>Exhausted generosity, she was repeating again<br>On meringue peach dust, must run for their freedom<br>Avoiding the clutches, of most the dreaded kingdom</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gunshot start! ...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The banshee chase... As spirits in fear race off again<br>The pursuit was a violent fearfilled reign<br>Escaping her clutches, unashamed unabashed<br>The result was a grizzly, grassfilled dash</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spiritless, hopeless, hapless no lie<br>Till Nancy little Minxie, did wiffle by<br>And grabbing the sweet candy, she did so desire<br>Dragging her victim, to Hell by her Boa-bob fire</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spirit screamed, twas a sordid, torturous affair<br>Then Nancy Manxome Minxie re-emerged<br>Brushing her hair</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Karen+Sinclair">Karen Sinclair</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428393" data-title="Nancy Manxome Wifle de Karen Sinclair" data-description="The Manxome little Minx Stood beneath illustrious Boa-bob tree She scratched her left butt cheek With grazed grass stained knees Stared pon the ghostly forms gibbering with fear That Nancy (her name) might manhandle their ears And drag them petri..."></div> </div> </div>

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