Junk Mail Poem by James Clive
Junk Mail
I went downstairs to get my mail
Searching through the usual junk
One letter caught my eye
It was from madame zelda
Madame zelda had magic powers
She told me i was cursed
If i sent her a cheque for 20 pounds
The curse would be gone
Then my wife slithered downstairs
She looked terrible
Like alice cooper
On a bad day
Sorry zelda baby
It will cost me more than 20
To lift this curse
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