George Hunter


Simple Merle - Poem by George Hunter

Simple Merle met a call girl
Going to the fair.
Said Simple Merle to the girl
Let me taste your ware.
Said the girl to Simple Merle
Show me first your poke
Said Simple Merle to the girl
Surely you must joke.
Said the girl to Simple Merle
No poke, no joke, NO POKE!

(And don’t call me Shirley)


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 1, 2013



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