Wet Laugh Man

The hat man will. So will the bald man.

But no one will more than the beak man.

Not even the weiner hat man, that's word,

that's the weiner hat man's laugh.

When you're a beer garden nights man

You talk so much less than you grab.

Then a wreck adds up to leaden lump.

Then a wreck doesn't die, then a wreck it was.

To poem, "Sillied"

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