senile stork

Senile Stork is out of control again
He brought a full sized eight-year-old to the newcomers
They were irritated to the max

Why don’t they retire that old bird?
It is not easy getting rid of these old-timers
Especially when they are not willing to go

He bit the hand off the last person who tried to boss him
“We can get used to her!” the new daddy said after hearing this.
“She is darling!” said his wife.
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