Dromedary Never Married
Poor camel’s humps, the males whistled and stared
She said to herself, ‘I wish they weren’t there’ ~
She took a ‘magic pill’
Then elixir she swilled ~
Flat as a pancake, ‘falsies’ she now wears
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