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He said he was Herbert Buttery Born and bred in Woodley Edge And was owner of a little business Repurposing outdated artificial legs. They were a family of collectors. His brother lived in Haywards Heath And his speciality was amassing Pre owned sets of artificial teeth. They were here on neutral ground To consider a joint venture Outside their specific fields Of either Prosthetic or denture. He made no further comment Of the content of their proposal Other to confirm they had Sufficient funds at their disposal. Such strange folk i thought As I bid him a fond adieu To continue with my project Of harvesting Equinoxal dew.

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Date: 1/28/2024 11:05:00 AM
So funny! Gave me a good chuckle!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 2/4/2024 11:53:00 PM
Thanks Kim - too much misery in th world just now.
Date: 1/28/2024 10:56:00 AM
To each his own, eh? As long as no one is being harmed in the process. Nice poem
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Terry Ireland
Date: 2/4/2024 11:52:00 PM
That's life Tom Thanks
Date: 1/28/2024 10:38:00 AM
Your poem captivates with its quirky characters, unconventional pursuits, and hints of intrigue, inviting readers to ponder the whimsical world it portrays.
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Terry Ireland
Date: 2/4/2024 11:52:00 PM
Many thanks
Date: 1/28/2024 9:59:00 AM
oh this is so funny Terry, the ending is priceless too, thanks for the smiles:-) hugs Jan xx
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Terry Ireland
Date: 2/4/2024 11:51:00 PM
Believe it or nit Jan, this was inspired by 2 pompous businessmen chatting in a bar...So se;f important they just asked to be satirised/
Date: 1/28/2024 9:53:00 AM
Terry, Mirth in a fine Rhyme's peculiar collections. -Richard
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Terry Ireland
Date: 2/4/2024 11:50:00 PM
Thank you Richard

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