NONSENSE VERSE

See You for Tea by the Sea Next Tuesday

I confess I remain somewhat mystified as to why The Muster Point Project rejected these lyrics. Cringeworthy, perhaps.

A tinge on the fringe of her fascist minge

Yellow, like Jell-O and left by a fellow

A lover, above her and under the cover

A disease if you please, a source of unease

Her doctor and proctor snorted and mocked her

That smell, Danielle, sulphuric as hell

She had a notion, a potion, a lotion

To fix in a stitch a bitch of an itch

To reign insane in the political game

The cure was impure and so we endure                       

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