the hee hee ha forte
idiots unite for your day
when pete's sake & lordy
lordy lord cannot afford
to pay a pence for
certain recompense of
a jolly folly joke
be it from she or a bloke
they all have their way
a month away from May
for wind has gone
or is going by the side
taking chill of bone
from the entire outside
and pedal here for
a petal there in drops
and hops, a bit after
for wee begs of dyed
and boiled eggs though
not always in April days
thus sit and wait in
nonsensical debate
for tweedles did and
do perhaps persuading...
you or two in the
icy dew of a day owing:
to those of little knowing
to that in rain or snowing
to dead calm or windy blowing
alright alright, I'm going
going to fervent verdant fields
forsaken and forgotten by fools
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