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Hi there, Stranger

Sit and buy me a pale ale 
while I regale you with 
a tale written in braille 
by a man stale in jail with 
no avail to raise bail.

Curtail the detail ~ suffice it to say
how a frail male whale wailed when
again and again failed dislodging
a rusty nail impaled in its tail.
Not to derail but meanwhile
across the vale, a snail and quail
hightailed it but strayed off their trail ~

Once all were put up for sale,
t’was the female who tipped the scale.
It’s not much of a tale but 
thanks for the ale, it was tasty. 
Inhale ~ now let's enjoy an upscale cocktail.



Lineku: 3 stanzas of 5-7-5 lines ~ each line has 5 or 7 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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