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THE VICAR'S KNICKERS

The vicar's knickers were skimpy and small
They were hanging serenely against the garden wall
Some were black and others were white 
Were considered holy or holey and quite a sight

Then one summer's day disaster of disasters struck 
From the washing line the knickers were took 
I'm thinking the vicar's knickers would be easy to spot 
Surely there would be a cross on the whole lot

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Lol...I love your sense of humor, Kieran...I could never of come up with this hilarious scenario with the Vicar's poor knickers...lol  Thanks for making me laugh.  ;) 

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Audrey youde

That is so you , hope you still have yours x 

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