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Oldielocks and the Three Bores

Lady Melanie with silver locks Loved her bonbons, bagels, and graved lox. Curmudgeon geezers viewed her a fox, But she loved them less than chicken pox. Melanie kept free as best she could. She allowed no time for coquetry Or Penelope-style stitchery. But three bores persistence understood. Trini, a jet jockey CEO Lived his life allegro con brio. As his lovely red Lamborghini, His love raced too fast for Melanie. Claude, a failed nebulous maunderer, Gossip, post-modern philosopher Believed everything in life was free, Which made sweet Mellie his property. Her third paramour drove flat-bed trucks. When Bo misspoke, he would say “Aw shucks!” And then, hands on, wordlessly switch gears. She cast him off leaving him in tears. Single she may wait until too late, For a blissful bridal altar state. Should her three bores e'er face a hot date At least she shall stand at heaven’s gate.

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