Will Wait and Hesitate To Fine a New Mate
had to hold down fort
reality did distort
would sell myself short
what we did was wait
then we had to hesitate
then find a new mate
war went on and on
only fools would shoot a fawn
soon war will be gone
had been a big pain
problems with lobsters in maine
did drive us insane
if i told you once
are sad results from stunts
tennis player grunts
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2022
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