meeting the new guy
Ed is a beast, a bruiser, a big baboon
We expected a lumbering oaf, a goon
Her description had much jocundity
He was quite lovely, as we would soon see
Why did you set us up thinking he was a clown?
I knew when you met him, there’d be no letdown.
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