You are at the Mall (old fashion).
You see the smallest TV.
You love it,
you want it.
You tell your husband
or wife.
All you get is
a "Nobody Loves Mitch" record.
You throw it on the floor.
Than a killer record
is in your home!
It is the bird killer.
The old fashion End.
-Erin M.
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