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Where's The Poker?

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The poker lost, poor Susan storm'd,
And all the rites of rage perform'd;
As scolding, crying, swearing, sweating,
Abusing, fidgetting, and fretting.
"Nothing but villany, and thieving;
Good heavens! what a world we live in!
If I don't find it in the morning,
I'll surely give my master warning.
He'd better far shut up his doors,
Than keep such good for nothing whores;
For wheresoe'er their trade they drive,
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M Asim Nehal 31 January 2016
If I don't find it in the morning, I'll surely give my master warning. He'd better far shut up his doors, Nice one
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