Silly Sally

Silly Sally spiked the punch.
And gave it to her guests.
When it came to feeling good.
She never spared her best.

Silly Sally set the scene sipping cider rum.
She sat the guests side by side in sequence of sorrowsome.
The guests would slurp some soupy salt seasoned with great care.
And one by one they slumbered off under a secret stare.
Where Silly Sally did them in all unaware.

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Yarbrough
Dinner party gone bad. Tis a laughing matter.
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