I used to be a strong fellow
A gentleman and a hail-fellow
But in her presence I always mellow
Then turn pale yellow
Then orange yellow
Then cadmium yellow
Then canary yellow
To my friends I’ve become an odd fellow
In the league of cranked heads who run and bellow
Friday, 3 October 2008
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Good stuff.
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