FLYRTLE~MYRTLE
I know of a beach
they named Myrtle...
and there with a gal
a Guy can sure Flirtle...
a lovely blue sky..
and stars there on high
are sure to make..
her giggle and sigh..
but alas she knew
it would never come true...
under the cloudy wet murky sky...
of the place they call bellevue..
cause instead of soft sand
and the night moon to view
you can only find moss, mold
air thats chillin, wet, and cold
and slippery slimey old mildew...
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Kornie Kapers
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