Hair that’s piled
high on her head,
a wave
a wink
strange words are said
thoughts awry
facts askew
can’t help but laugh,
how ‘bout you?
at gloomy times
a sunny ray
I yell, God bless
Ms. Tina Fey
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I sometimes amuse and frequently bore my friends with stories from my life. Finally someone said, "Why don't you write a blog." Yikes. Me? A dismally average, middle-aged woman from the flatlands with poor grammar and no technical savvy. What the heck. Here goes...
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