Honest, This Is True
I no’a fel’la named Fawcett,
Who went to his cel’la dee’pos’it,
But when he got dare,
The barrel was bare,
And “Gus” was asleep at the Fau’cet.
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Our idea of the height of vanity is to stand in front of a looking glass when you’re asleep.
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