Silver Fox Soap Box
Fly by night
Never wrong
Long in the tooth
To whom no 1 listens
You talk through your ****
And what is worse
Your breath stinks
More than your words
Breath freshener anyone
He has begun
Oh joy what fun
Don't but in
His sermon has started
Standing proud on Soap Box
They call him the Silver Fox
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