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Little Susie Little Susie is a girl who lives in our town. With green eyes and hair hanging down. She has a pretty little skip in her walk. She speaks with a tease in her talk. Sweet and pure with an angel's grace. Always has a smile on her pretty face. My little Susie lives in her special class. God made the mold to create this Lass. I could talk all night about Susie's looks. To know her you must open the book. She is like reading an interesting write. Open the cover to see the beauty inside. She got her beauty from her sweet Mom. little Susie, is going to the senior prom. I could write about the beauty and class. Talk all about little Susie, Daddy's Lass. BY: Kings
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