Rivals at roo delivery
Feeling rude and livery
After revelry at the Rivoli
Sought ruder revelry
At the Rue de Rivoli.
They threw a roo
Into the Seine.
Paul was never
seen again.
If they'd settled for ruder reverie,
Those rude arrivals
could have had their ruder reverie
At the Rue de Rivoli
And Paul would be okay.
But reverie ain't revelry
And Paul's now in Bay Biscay.
Rue de Rivoli is a fine street of tourism and dependant locals, but revelry and dunking in the Seine will roo the day especially in winter. Good stuff.
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A most unfortunate fate for the kangaroo. Have you read 'Les Fleurs Du Mal' by Baudelaire?