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Jul 2017
Old king Cole was an unpleasant soul.
And a ******* ******* was he.
He fiddled with his pipe until it was ripe.
And he went on a fiddling spree.

Receiving a left hook, when he fiddled with the cook,
she said "your not getting it from me".
wanting to get laid, he tried it with the maid,
in his ******* she did knee.

No cash for a *****, showing him the door,
because he wanted it for free.
Down on his luck, cos He couldn't get a ****,
so he ****** the trunk of a tree.

Old king Cole was a miserable old sole
who ****** an Infested tree.
Dutch Elm Diseased ****, Well what a ******* *****.
so a poxy ****** he will always be.
kirk
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