Seamstress
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Twas floritz and the checkic wroves
Were stitch and stab in the zuture.
All chintszy were the floves,
And the threed reaths gature.
The Baker and the Seamstress
There once was a baker named Blake the Great.
His scrumptious delights, no one could hate.
Blake’s Sweet Shop, known by all,
Couldn’t possibly ever appall.
