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DittyThey got married on unicycles Didn't even falter Each keeping perfect balance There at the altar. Circling around In a state of bliss Briefly touching for The marital kiss He promised to repair her punctures Keep her bearing free and well oiled She promised to love him forever And clean any clothes that he soiled They cycled away together Off in the sunset they went To spend a fortnight's camping Down in the depths of deepest Kent They lived a life of happiness Of ecstasy love and desire And he never ever once failed To keep enough air in her tyre Vote for this poem
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