Nothing to say
What can one do
The lame ducks are quacking
And not just a few
The wolves are howling
No body fears
The horses are prancing
And everyone cheers
The mumbling madman
Who knows not to gloat
Wonders what he's doing
At the back of the boat.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: October 8th, 2026 14:51
- Category: Unclassified
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