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a Mr B type poem
I think I had an apple
When Mr B was there,
I think I won the raffle
When Mr B was there;
A lot of pigs will snaffle,
Is Mr B all there?
I wore a golden jumper
When Mr B was there,
And orange crops were bumper
When Mr B was there;
And prices were all none per,
Is Mr B all there?
He’s seldom seen but often,
This Mr B of beard;
Though cadences might soften,
As Mr B had feared;
But hats will always doff an’…
For Mr B, ‘the weird’.
Conclusions draw I Royal,
For Mr B was there;
In every way most loyal,
This Mr B with his wild hair!
Attention must not spoil,
Give Mr B the best house in the chair!
