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The Ballad of the mooch of the VIGI
I know a hag who begs for loot
She’s wheelchair bound like me
Her soft skills are fake, this ol' koot.
I say stop, am I rude?
The staff tell her to stop this crap
One dude in a wheelchair
He got mad I told him chill out
This tale true a nightmare
She cares not about any rule
She doesn’t want to learn
Bid her to stop makes me a ghoul
In the end she'll get burned
Copyright ©
Larry mintz
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