tonight i heard some guitarist
music cutting through the air
thought it must be an artist
but there was no hank marvin there
listening intently to the music
they did graciously play
finding it therapeutic
i danced a little gay
music then turned up a notch
boat began to sway and fro
sounded like there was a botch
then the boat did blow
well that started those ducks
look at all this rubbish
i've found monopoly deluxe
and i've just found a nugget
(note -gay means happy when i write it)
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