The Walrus and the Ombudsman
Suspend their morning jog.
“You lag, Milord,” the Walrus roar'd.
"You've slow'd us to a slog."
“You're Dynamo,” quoth Señor O.
“Me…?
I'm El Underdog.”
I know no shame. My kids...? The same. I others blame. I friends defame. I king became. Misrule's my aim. My hair I'd ta...
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