In An Ancient Castle, In a Terrible, Sorrowful Dungeon
In an ancient castle, in a terrible, sorrowful dungeon,
The guide showed the tourists a skeletons scatter.
Tourists whispered in horror: - Who dumps them?
The guide gloomily dropped: - It is already not matter,
Irrelevant who they are, but ask yourself:- Why?
People attempted to save money on guide?
Copyright © Alex Klugman | Year Posted 2020
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