Mary got a fiancee,
called the fellow Frivel,
all the fellow did all day
was to sneeze and snivel.
Mary was a poetress,
loved those clever rhymes,
Frivel liked to window dress,
and those bamboo chimes.
Frivel dribbled but one day
Mary just dimissed him
Frivelboy could never say
why nobody kissed him.
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