Courtnay pulled a many gyps,
Its sting as game as game,
Than however, this Courtnay canned,
The gyp escaped aflame.
It omened her fore love; left love,
It had minus the reis,
It loved the tennis back and ball,
As net a gyp out squeeze.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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