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He'd bought a pig in a poke


A mail order bride


Her neck he wanted to choke


And throw the bag outside




The picture she had sent


Was a monstrous lie


One of her tits was bent


It certainly caught the eye




Not in for a bit of old


But that was what he got


Looking more like leaf mold


Fungus on the spot




Yes, he'd made a mistake


She'd have to go away


No duck for the drake


No stuffing for today


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