scurvy poem

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a song that only i can hear

and today it went like this:


i'm sure i've got scurvy.

'eat three hundred limes.'

how do i catch them before they jump off the cliff?

'those are lemons.'

you're lying to me...

'no, I'm sure they were lemons.'

okay. but are you quite sure?

'well...i may have made a slight spelling error, they could have been lemmings'

now you are being daft! those grow on trees. please stop trying to confuse me.

'oh... sorry. but you have to admit they are cliffhangers...'






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