Slow Day Here...
Whilst swimming in the sea of mediocrity.
We came upon a penultimate she.
Unbeknownst to me, in truth, she was a he.
Puzzled, I asked “are you a low life musketeer?”
This brought upon him/her a gasp but not a tear.
He/she sighed then replied,
“No, I come from the Isle of Woman.
Where all are ex-cons, liberal drug users and micro minded villains.
And we look for those in kind, equally obtuse,
Akin to Bruce, are keen of the caboose,
And take pleasure making the unwashed rail.
Whilst adding two more, and twisting even more tails.
Alas it is late, landfall is far.
I must hasten now to my favored Kosher Sushi Bar,
SoSueMe.
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