The First Last Supper
who would
have known
after all
was said
and done
the last of the
Mohicans had
left the room
and Elvis
had left
the building
but if you
still didn't
get it
the
proverbial
fat lady
played this
time by Ethel
Merman
is singing
every
thing's
coming
up roses
as the bus
boy buses
the table
he swears
he never saw
a grail
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