Romeo was an idle knave
Although a prince by blood
He once walked by a fresh made grave
And slipped into the mud
He fell and fell down to the pit
And landed pretty safe
How odd, he thought, such perfect fit
Although it is a grave
And bottom-up he spent the day
And then it came the night
And in the night two dogs astray
Arrived to have a bite
The kingdom was a busy place
And times were hard to come
So in no time one regal face
‘S replaced with ‘nother one
And on the banners scarlet letters wail:
RUBY ROMEO PERISHED!
All hail
RR
© Copyright: Запах Сарсапарели, 2021
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