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Friday, November 27, 2020

Repost: The Loves of A Lady: A Nonsense Reggae

Filthy Captain Irv Le Smoler
fill'd de capp'd 'n' nerveless molar 
of de Lady Mondegreen 
dat gal what laid 'im on de green.
  
Head Doctor Juan Dufore Wiecks-Paigh
had dock'd 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, 
ador'd de Lady Mondegreen,
dat gal what laid ‘im on de green.

Vice Lord Al "Owen" Tudor-Welles 
was low'r'd, alone, into de wells, 
de wells o’ Lady Mondegreen,
dat gal what laid 'im on de green!

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