Verry funny and clever,
and pervice seemed a perverted fellow,
covered in wisky and a stench to frown on
the rope was his life, this is all he new off,
since 7 he trained and forewent,
his childhood he did lament,
his passion for the rope, had lost all hope,
he desired a family and to open a shop,
but each day and year passed
And he turned to his bottle and flask,
a sacrifice was made, and went unnoticed,
until millie showed, and his enthusiasm blossomed.
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