The damn fellow by whom she’d been pestered,
By whom, in fact, one night molested,
She told “Though it’s moot,
If you weren’t a good root
I’d have probably had you arrested!”
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The damn fellow by whom she’d been pestered,
By whom, in fact, one night molested,
She told “Though it’s moot,
If you weren’t a good root
I’d have probably had you arrested!”