
A man in debt cut off his ear.
In debt, so no one wants him near.
I wrote this poem to put right here.
To entertain my friends, so dear.
If you have cause to run away
Then, tell me what the beast did say.
I have to plan on rainy days
Or else I’ll perish in my ways.
Over here! Psst! Round the bend
In three lines our story ends
And you’ll be sated only then
As if you had, instead, read ten.
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