Daily Doggerel
Monday, December 29, 2014
Deathwords, XIX
Old Duane and a Slice of Life
Old Duane was a butcher who kept his aim high:
All his meat was organic and local and fresh,
But our poor Old Duane one day fell on his knife,
So Duane sadly traveled the way of all flesh.
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