Instead of Sally selling sea shells beside the shore
She seriously sought some sort of shade because her sweat did pore
Her sales were short, so she sought something to make her selling soar
Said shop sells sea shells superbly since she set Santa by the door.
Why Santa some say? Simple. She shellacked shells, you see
Shiny souvenir “shell-a-brations” sent solely to friends and family
Now syndicated stores sell Sally’s spiffy stuff
And so this story slowly stops. I think you’ve heard enough!
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