A Lass Called Sam

A Lass Called Sam

A Poem by J

There once was a lass who liked apples.
She said, "See the lovely grapples!"
It was rather bad,
But not very knee pad,
She couldn't say no to the trap hills.

© 2025 J


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Added on August 27, 2025
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