The exercise:
I saw a man on a bicycle today, riding down my snow covered street. I think I have a new definition of crazy.
Anyway, on with the show: nine ladies dancing.
Mine:
Nine ladies in the club
Dancing in a circle;
Nine boys against the wall
Acting like Steve Urkel.
"We should go talk to them,"
The bravest suggested;
"But my hair is a mess!"
The shyest protested.
The others said the same,
So off they went to comb;
But when they came back out
The ladies had gone home.
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