Irony

John Bannister Tabb

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"It is one of Nature's wrongs,"
Sneered the Shovel to the Tongs,
"To have led your legs so very far astray."
"Ah, she made us both in haste,"
Observed the Tongs, "and from your waist,
She has nicked your neck as far the other way."
What the Poker as a joker thought,
He didn't dare to say.

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