Quasimodo Has Lost His Mojo - Part 3

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Quasimodo Has Lost His Mojo - Part 3

QUASIMODO HAS LOST HIS MOJO - PART 3

Who now must be thinking third time lucky - asked Esme once again is’t me or is’t the rope
Which Esme despite her fear said “Look ‘ere sunshine you just do not have a flippin’ hope”

What could have been worse than bumping into your mother - just as you've hit the gallows
When didn’t the old bat get smacked in the head by someone - who threw a rotten marrow

Meanwhile - poor old Quassie was running round in circles - trying to find the one he loved
While the poor dear Esme - was still swinging in her death throws from the gallows up above

Indiana Shaw . . . -_-

"Phew" that was a long one . . . ; ) 

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