Rose Marie Rassmussen
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Rose Marie Rassmussen went for a stroll
in her lovely new sable fur coat.
Also she wore a most elegant stole,
like a scarf made of fox, ’round her throat.
Leopard-skin trousers and crocodile shoes
and a belt made of rattlesnake hide —
these are the clothes she decided to choose
to go strolling this morning outside.
Rose Marie Rassmussen never returned.
I’m afraid that she didn’t survive.
So here’s the lesson I hope you have learned:
Don’t wear clothes that might still be alive!
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 1998. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 5
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