Naughty Poems – Long and Short

A tale of woe

A tale of woe.

They met in a Mall – sale,
They were made to a scale!

He was a head-strong male,
She was a delicate female;

He had come from a dale,
He oft got drowned in ale;

It had long gone stale,
And brought them bale;

He ventured her to hale,
But she turned very pale;

She told him her true tale,
With a very touching morale;

He though as strong as a whale,
Shattered down like a shale!

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