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His acts with an ax;
gave aid to his aide.
Alas, the baron is barren.

His brood brewed beer,
right here I hear!

She leaves no move to circumstance.
Her entrance does entrance.
She based the taste, upon his baste,
And laid her waist to waste!

The will did err; you’re not the heir.
Oh dear oh deer, come here.

Better to walk the aisle of an isle,
Than stroll in the style of a stile!

The hare has no hair
– this bunny is bare.
A tale of no tail, so there!

Build before youre billed;
The guild is known to gild.

The boarder exceeded his border;
He would sooner chop wood for a quarter!

Brake before we break;
Awake before a wake.

Her bridal vows a bridle now;
The beau, has tied the bow.

The scent was sent for only a cent;
The price of a decent descent .

Our chef has charred the chard.
And thus the bard was barred!

The higher you climb, the thinner the clime;
the sweeter the thyme with time.

When colonels plant kernels that rooted;
The private in private saluted.

If the boat starts to creak in the creek;
Our leeks will spring leaks in a week.

It’s the crews that make the cruise;
And not the food or booze.

Duels must be duals; unless ones a fool.

He blew til blue
It flew up the flue;
Who knew it was new, did you?

She urned what she earned; and got no return.

She is a foe of faux;
shell know just enough to say no.

To find you are fined is unkind;
Unless you don’t mind being mined.

The greater a waiter the faster his grater.
So we ate right at eight and no later!

The fisher was drowned in a fissure,
Unlike this poem, we will miss her.

How fowl to foul a fowl;
(Authored no doubt, by an owl).

A gate will slow your gait;
Its there to make you hesitate.

The hoarse horse needs a vet.
Hell neigh, nay nay, not yet!

The hostel was hostile tho cheap;
Not at all a safe place to sleep!

To earn the right to write,
The writer incites insights.

At least she leased the room;
she stayed, I would presume?

Metal links restrained the lynx;
We pray were not the prey!
Too heavy hell stay; for getting away;
Hell weigh no less, no way!

A minor miner missed the mist,
He failed to sight the site.
To mail the tale of this poor male
Its our right to write of the rite!

Behold the groan has grown!
For weeds my dear are forming!
Those who moan before theyve mown,
Will spend the morning mourning.

None for the nun, we thank you.
I truly believe she outranks you.

My peer the pier like sheep stay near;
His flocks the phlox hold dear.

The plane was as plain
As a plum is plumb,
And that is a sum to some.

We set the presents in his presence;
with pride he pryed them open.
He tore it seems through all the seams
Let us sew so hell sow what hes hoping.

Prophets, make no profits;
Oh how they owe, you know!

Dawn will raise the rays,
While he reads among the reeds.

Rumor has it the roomer left; you should Have seen the scene!

He sighs at her size;
Her seams seem to rise,
No eye have I if I’m wise.

He was tracked to the tract where I trust he was trussed..

They’re there in their lair;
Approach if you dare.

The doctor was my bane,
in vain he sought my vein.
He poked and he prodded and finally got it;
it nearly drove me insane!

Her plan has been made;
she’ll wade to be weighed,
and eat her whey on the way.

Salem wished they had a list;
Heres the gist; Which witch is which?

Your yore is what youre made of;
Once youve passed your past!

Be not the knot afraid of;
The hole is whole at last!

Is that what you wore to the war?
You must have been mussed
To have had your bust bussed,
For core loyalty to the corp.

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