UnPoetia:Childe Harold

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Oh! I walked for many a mile

Opium opium I use it in my rectum

Doth he strive for crack a jack? No!

He strive for hookers and hotel rooms

And boys in Greece


And War he fought for

Silly sod, he oft thought

For venturing so many a mile

Away from smokes and married women

And lo! He died of willy infection


And shagged his half sister,

To put the iron clod boot in.

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