The Gazelle
The Gazelle
I met a Gazelle in Marseille
she was chewing on my jacket
I took it off to keep her warm.
She was hungry, gave her my jumper
not enough.
In Marseille I was naked
She had eaten my wallet also
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2021
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