Page 108 - The Red Well-Read Reader
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The Red Well-Read Reader
Story 169
No Script!
The actress quipped
I will be laid in a tomb or crypt,
As dead as the pharaohs of Egypt,
Before I read lines of any script.
My public has never been gypped
Because my style has never been clipped,
So now as before my public will hear
Only adlibbed words that I have lipped.
Story 170
The Swiss Miss
Oh the land of Swiss is a land of bliss. You ask, why is this?
It's because every miss always looks so prim and priss.
And although little boys may hiss, none can resist the
maidens’ sweet, sweet kiss.
Story 171
A Tasty Dish
Oh how I wish
That I could catch the fish
That makes the water swish
For it would make such a tasty, tasty dish
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