Alan Ingres Poems

Lolita, you're so cute!
I'm glad to hear you play the flute.
One more song, my lovely bird,
And let my weary soul be stirred.
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Fay walks down the street,
She's like a cop on her beat.
Looking for her today's game,
Everybody runs and remains only a lame.
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Kate O Brandford
Swings her favorite sword.
Nobody can talk to her
Till she drinks all her beer.
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