David Bromige JOE EST UN AUTRE, THIS I KNOW for Laura Wright Joe est un autre, believe you me! A dude more autre there couldn't be. He thinks so un- & -like the rest, And anything that you suggest He may do opposite. O, he's perverse But what strikes all as even worse, He has bits missing from his brain. He says that Portugal's in Spain, That Spain's in pain, that pain's delight, That black is white, that day is night, That night is a lacustrine city, That he uses words because they're pretty, Not to be accurate : if this cause woe, He says So what, those are the breaks. Yours, Joe Next |
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