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Mrs Simpson

happy bithday mrs simpson
i'd a special present for you
a 32nd scale sized model
of an african pygmy gnu
i got it in alders basement
i only paid a blue cross price
some people thought it ugly
but i thought it very nice
sadly whilst in transit
i was abducted by a little green man
he said it was nothing personal
just part of an eternal plan
eventually they released me
and i swear this part is true
they returned all my possessions
but kept your little gnu
you 're oh so very very practical
and i knew by powers of deduction
you would have enjoyed playing with
that little plastic construction
so if this missive is sadly lacking
please believe i tried so very hard
but it seems you were fated
just to receive this card
(the truth is out there
somewhere !!!!)

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