he stood up & fell down, a rag-doll was he,
a sitarist began strumming & tapping his feet.
"only in this world," he then exclaimed gracefully,
"would a doll dare propose a sole time to meet."
then whilst sitting on swings and floating in cola,
watching then falling onto jupiter's moon.
he yelled, "codswallop," his voice had collided,
"never, no! never touch my one silver spoon."
- s & a

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