Captain Irv Le Smoler
pulled, then capped, a nerveless molar
of de Lady Mondegreen.
Dat gal den laid 'im
on de green.
Doctor Juan Dufore Wiecks-Paigh
had docked her one to four week's
pay.
Nex' day, de Lady Mondegreen,
impov'rish'd, laid ‘im on de green.
CDI Ronnie
N. “Bjorn” Cooke,
seedy Iranian-born cook,
adored de Lady Mondegreen,
de gal what laid ‘im on de green.
Lord Al "Owen" Tudor-Welles
got low'r'd, alone, into de wells,
de wells o’ Lady
Mondegreen,
de gal what laid 'im on de
green!
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