today had a quarrel
worst I've ever had
felt somewhat immoral
never mind i'm glad
placed bet on Stan laurel
he looked rather sad
at betting shop coral
hopefully i'll go mad
well Stan laurel lost
came last that horse
got lost at mile post
how can it on golf course
it must have seen a ghost
or another different force
like a creepy scary host
by the prickly gorse
so this weird betting tail
very scary one at that
ghosts take different trails
or it could have seen a Gnat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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