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Flo
Oh Romeo,
you gigolo,
you want my Flo,
with you to go
to Westward Ho?
Good gracious - no!
So think of me, what miseree.
But would it be catastrophe?
Now let me see – it wouldn’t be!
So Romeo,
be quick, not slow;
you take my Flo,
the so and so.
Away you go –
and tally ho!
Oh happy me, catastrophe?
Oh no, you see, for soon I’ll be
all fancy free in Tuscany!
But Romeo,
before you go,
as quid pro quo,
I’ll take in tow
your video –
for my old Flo!
~
For Joyce Johnson's "Rhyming Game" Contest.
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