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a poem
People
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Lyle Load L. Yodel Lincoln
by Bill Schott
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Lyle Load L. Yodel Lincoln
took a bath if he were stinkin'
only closed his eyes when winkin'
at some local filly.
There was gals what liked his ways
would stay with him a couple days
then run away like they's ablaze
we thunk all them was silly.
Seems aneath his bullish bark
were a heart that had a spark
fer the kind of liltin' lark
who'd dress up prim and frilly
Weren't no womens ah that ilk
what drunk only store-bought milk
put on airs and dressed in silk
or done things willy nilly
Eventual he left our town
and went shoppin' all around
fer a pris what'd wear a gown
and be his little lily
Heard he found one in the spring
they got hitched and had a fling
now he's happy; that's the thing
love's more'n a wet willy
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