Left on No-Man’s Land

Beat the gimp up and get the fountain out

Then we could sit on our haunches and have the honey spout

With fancy Crème to be peddled out loud

There isn’t much to miss to be admired and wowed

Hitch market was tough with so much to save

Nothing that had mercy, nothing of value that the cupid gave

But here came the bozo to helped keep the see-saw stable… Read the rest

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