A young woman stood waiting to meet
She
stood six foot tall in stocking feet
Two
midgets arrive standing to her right
Or
should I say men of restricted height
After
a while one turned and spoke to her
“Excuse
me miss can we smell your beaver?”
“No,
you can’t you dirty disgusting little men”
“Oh,
ok it must be your feet that stink then”
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