With Lovers Insurance Covered
Someone comes to shoulder the cost
Of what you’d spent and thought you lost
And you have money recovered
With lovers’ insurance covered!
But favor’s some kind of bullet
And you’ve lost another wallet…
If your helper was a Lecher
You’d to God pray for a lecture
For The Lust that makes him Leper
Tom, Dick and Harry, Blank Paper.
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