Orderly Who Is Disorderly
Arthur swore he'd be less brotherly,
When his brother got disorderly.
He would want their mum less motherly
To get him back to being orderly
A shock from one paid as orderly
His movements are scarcely soldierly
Many things handling haphazardly,
Though his allowance quite niggardly;
Toes from shoes saying it jaggedly...
Orderly whose walks much zigzagged
And finest garments the ragged.
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