There once was an old man from Thomaston Who was lying, cheating son-of-a-gun Out in public on the square Nailed was he in open air Still dodging bullets as swiftly runs Sponsor: Black-Eyed Susan Contest: Nailed Or Failed Theme chosen: Nailed Click on about this poem
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