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Darling Kelly
I knew a girl named Kelly I guess you could say her bluegrass was keen. I met her when a snowball volley Lasted later than the lawn was green. She said, “How’d you like to play guitar?” But I had dropped my pick, When I saw Kelly strum and rhyme! © 2013, J Sabarese (a…
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