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Nov 2014
Wiggin's was a wombat
a legend in his underwear
and everywhere he went
you would hear him *** and swear

He was a very unpalatable chap
where ever he roamed, caused havoc

He had no cares for no one, not one jot
his mantra matched his favorite film, Salem's Lot
a incorrigible beast of heinous intent
a bounder, a blaggard with all truth bent

One nasty piece of work was Wiggin's
Vombatidae would hang their heads in shame
knowing this cad of a man did scare it's name
and with grief stricken tears say, oh how lame how lame


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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