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Story 232

Whose Fault?

It is not my fault, said fat boy Walt,

That I can neither jump nor vault,

For I am unable to halt,

My craving for spices like salt,

And sugar, especially in malt.

Story 233

The Schmaltzy Waltz

Debra Walts, said to herself, “I enjoy music that’s lively,

not schmaltz! So why did I dance all night to schmaltz,like

the Tennessee Waltz ? Now my feet must be soaked in

Epsom salts.”