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He walked full of class Pinky never touched glass. Sharp in the thread Stiff lip and moustache. When angry he turned red His taunts filled clients with dread. Even his wife wasn’t at ease When Mr. Gada was raising dead. His day started with grease In his hair, and pressed every crease. Next the pills glazed his eyes And dampened his seize. The cheat hid many lies A past life was no surprise. He told her he was focused He talked with clever disguise. He worked to fill his lust But late nights made the Mrs. mistrust. If she said a word his blood would steam She lay silent, wishing to feel just. But karma came to ream His ugly and immoral scheme. He let business mix with pleasure Trips to Spain made his dream. The mistresses husband saw her And came charging in full measure. Took a knife to the cheaters cheat In a jab he lost his treasure. Spain’s doctors laughed at his meat Fixing would be too much a feat. Mr. Gada sobbed and cried When his wife threw him out on the street.
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Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
Mr. Gada's Mistakes
He walked full of class Pinky never touched glass. Sharp in the thread Stiff lip and moustache. When angry he turned red His taunts filled clients with dread. Even his wife wasn’t at ease When Mr. Gada was raising dead. His day started with grease In his hair, and pressed every crease. Next the pills glazed his eyes And dampened his seize. The cheat hid many lies A past life was no surprise. He told her he was focused He talked with clever disguise. He worked to fill his lust But late nights made the Mrs. mistrust. If she said a word his blood would steam She lay silent, wishing to feel just. But karma came to ream His ugly and immoral scheme. He let business mix with pleasure Trips to Spain made his dream. The mistresses husband saw her And came charging in full measure. Took a knife to the cheaters cheat In a jab he lost his treasure. Spain’s doctors laughed at his meat Fixing would be too much a feat. Mr. Gada sobbed and cried When his wife threw him out on the street.
ben-ryan
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Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
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