I've a habit of watching the news
with a pipe and a glass of Chartreuse If I touch the remote the boss clears her throat and I get the workin' man blues.
Henrietta, Marcellus, and Clarence
All look very much like their parents
except for the rash
and the Chaplin moustache
And the big nose of dear Uncle Terence.
My muse has gone missing in action,
Which means I'll get no satisfaction.
What I'd give for a thought!
If my muse could be caught
or forced to produce a great caption.
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