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There's a sewer in the sewer. |
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a lot of room to maneuver. |
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It's now in vogue to refuse the wretched refuse of others' teeming shores. |
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For the funeral of the eminent fly tier, |
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His children felt impelled to light a fire, |
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And they wept upon his bier, |
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Casting flies up tier on tier, |
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In tribute to their piscatory sire. |
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A sow who decides to sow wild oats is likely to reap piglets. |
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When the girl with legs like Marilyn Monroe's |
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Wore the sheerest kind of mini-denier hose, |
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Of the way she could inspire, |
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Every male to take a more attentive pose.
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When the old Bedouin tired of Riyadh,
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for his ancestral home in the desert. |
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Though the invalid looked pallid, |
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When I've sung my love a ballad, |
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The young dove dove from on high, |
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just to prove that it could fly. |
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When the Yankees lost their lead, |
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their standing in the pennant race |
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Glow worms, who're by nature glowers, |
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But if one's incandescence lowers, |
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His mother was a great novelist and his father
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a famed poet, but despite his lineage, |
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the journalist son was reduced to being paid
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Tie a bow around the bow of your canoe and
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For a great romantic paddle |
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I've never met a liver wire than Dan, |
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A frisky ninety-seven year old man
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Who can jog or dance a jig without a quiver.
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If you ask him how he stays so young
and spry, |
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He'll answer with a sly wink of the
eye: |
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"Good whiskey perks up any fellow's
liver." |
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spread through Las Vegas, the croupier took |
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bets that his baby was croupier |
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"Oh, what I wouldn't give |
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for the sake of a cup of sake," |
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the tired Tokyo businessman moaned. |
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"Mein herr, I indeed sing a great Shubert
lied!" |
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The Berliner bellowed with pride. |
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But when this smug fella performed a cappella,
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We knew he had blatantly lied. |
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as an air conditioner-demonstrator, |
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but as a shower-shower he managed |
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to get himself thoroughly soaked. |
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The tree surgeon studied yoga so that |
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he could become a more limber limber. |
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The singer had plenty of ginger, |
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But her voice was an eardrum_impinger, |
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That her song was a drapery singer. |
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The nasty stepsisters ragged Cinderella |
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until she was in tears about all the tears. |
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It is rumored that Paderewski |
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liked to polish his Polish pate with paté. |
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Teen-aged daughter, with aplomb, |
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Speaks the following to mom: |
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"Though you exercise with vigor |
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To retain your youthful figure, |
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This year's styles appear to be |
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Less appropriate for you than me, |
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Therefore, Mummy, I propose |
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To appropriate your clothes." |
While the does doze, the buck does their laundry.
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The tuna was a tenor and the bass sang bass, |
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their do, re, mi's swimmingly. |
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My candle simply can't be lit. |
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I've tried until I'm licked. |
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Some wicked mouse has nibbled it, |
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Till it's no longer wicked. |
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The three men who were caught |
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urinating on the street were arrested, |
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and these peers were convicted by a jury |
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The gentlemen's patent leather shoes |
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made it patent that he was a fop. |
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The drawers are in their drawers, |
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but the model certainly isnt. |
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Though the lumberman relaxes |
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while the loggers swing their axes |
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As destroyers of a forest of sequoias, |
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Spotted owls, torn from their axes, |
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quickly bundle into taxis |
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And rush off to seek environmental
lawyers. |
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