Don’t Play In Thunderstorms
There once was a young girl from
who loved to play out in the rain.
One day with a jolt,
a mean lightning bolt
fried her clear from her toes to her brain.
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1 comment:
Sage advice, Jeff.
We had some mean thunderstorms here today.
I made sure not to play out in them.
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