Strange, Stranger

Poems for strangers

Constant thought please go away
I'd rather you wern't here
Come again another day
Perhaps sometime next year
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As I was walking through the land
I found a boy to reprimand
I threw the boy over my thigh
And spanked him till I heard him cry
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She said she wasn't nice at all
I took her at her word
I stopped going by to see her work
I think she is a turd
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I met him on the plane he said
Over coffee let us two gather
I gave him my most disarming smile
And said, I think not rather
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Sounds hoity toity on the phone
Her name, we call her Mary
But such a darling girl you see
She's Mary quite contrary
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He stands a bit uncomfortably
I think you got the gist
She laughs at boys who inadverdantly
Get their knickers in a twist
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