rhyminglord rise
but for alberts sake
 will we row the lake

will the ripples ripple out of sight

and is time like a fate when it come,s too late
like the twinkling toes of the fairy light
on a trip to where but we just don,t care
who knows to who or where or when
it all makes sense in a finite tense
  it,s the infinite rhyme of the flowerpot men


the rest

but hard times in these rhymes
 a squibbling squid

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