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Stupid Poem

O the month of May, the merry month of May,
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green!
O, and then did I unto my true love say,
"Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my Summer's Queen."

Whereupon Lisa turned to me and said, "Peg? Who's that? Some little bimbo? You big jerk!" Then she slapped me.*

Reading: The Horror in the Museum and Other Revisions, by H. P. Lovecraft and Others (otherwise known as, the stuff for which he was a ghostwriter).


* - This is all possibly not true.