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Mr Bakers Cabbage Patch

by christos-andreas-kourtis

Every night he's out with his torch shinning it from off his wooden porch looking for unsightly bugs and slugs knowing those greedy munching critters He had put beer cups in the soil but to no avail only a few slugs got so drunk that they fell inside So this night would be his sweet vengeance this night will be liberation of his green friends with salt in a bucket he goes storming Norman throwing a frenzy of burning salt that melts flesh He was a very nice chap most of the time but tonight it was just protect those cabbages and protect them he did and destroyed yet forgot the cost to his liberty he claimed so right By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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