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Meryl the Peril

There is an odious gal named Meryl Go meddling with Meryl at your peril She bites where it hurts And calls it her perks For being an adventurous rebel. Meryl once bit a fella on the neck He said “dear, I only asked for a peck” So peck she then did And charged fifty quid He shot off at once and said “I’ve no cheque.” Meryl ran like a bat out of hell Used to it Meryl was, one can tell As there was no way She’d bite without pay For she was going through a dry spell.

Copyright © Beryl Edmonds

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