Countless New Jests
Reside Inside
I must be a great lay
I heard someone say
'With that huge thing
He's The Lie-On King'
We call our electricity bill,
Sadly unpaid,
The charge
Of the lights brigade
The wife trims our hedge
With my nail scissors
'Cutting hedge technology'
Is her clipped apology
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