There once was a girl who was a slob<\/p>\n
Who left home to go work at her job.<\/p>\n
Her dad was so wry<\/p>\n
About her pig sty<\/p>\n
And now it’s been condemned by a snob<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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