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Heart Of Stone
Heart Of Stone
Medusa couldn’t get a boy
No matter how she tried
She had a go at on-line dating
But on her profile she lied
She was hoping for some desperate lad
Looking for a bride
But when she posted pictures
They would run away and hide
She spends many an hour
Teasing and straightening her snakes
And applying subtle make-up
To up the beauty stakes
...Friday 15th May 2020 2:52 pm
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