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Dem Bones, Dem Dry Boners Flash Rule: Must be a limerick (197 words) And on that tawdry night ran the skeleton Through the abbey and right into the fountain. Pardon me ma’am I've lost my head But I think that’s better left unsaid. Oh my, what a scamp, that little demon! Right down the road ran that tawdry skeleton Every pub in town was made to hearken. Ma’am! Pleasure to see you on the stool A lady of your caliber is no fool. I’m just lonely, can’t a lady get a swig of bourbon? A bone white finger signaled the barman The skeleton acted the part of a bachelor. Oh this ring? We’re divorced ma’am Stay those heaving bosoms. Why I never, barman! another oily toucan! Somewhere in the night a hat appears On top of the bone white head it leers. Come home with me tonight my lady And don’t think me creepy I’m leaving, I’m calling the police! Stop those jeers! The skeleton left alone that night, back to his grave Feeling right pauper and a little bit knave. The morning is upon me, it beams and smokes! I guess I’ll go lay down with my kinfolks. He just wasn't my type officer, and he just wouldn't behave!
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