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Best Spa For a Sparrow
That’s the best spa of all the sparrow said.
She hopped right in, with her cousin Fred.
Fred hopped back out, It’s too hot! He lamented.
She loved a margarita bath, she felt fermented.
The mud facial on her face soon slid down.
It rolled into the bubbles, which now turned brown.
My drink! Yelled the lady of the house, she was not happy.
“No big deal!” tweeted out my sparrow friend, we called her Sappy.
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Caren Krutsinger
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