named Edgar, who went and
fell on his headgear
he didn't get up again-er.
even though he should have
dreams awaited, yet there he sat
deflated, because he was angry.
and who knew? He was
such a quiet man then.
him and his disappointment,
for which there is no ointment
With no one to phone, for help.
He just pouted there
they could only stare at our
sadly clumsy friend, who frowned
and then he was elated
because the girl came
and he took it gladly then,
because he was saved.
named Edgar, who went and
fell on his headgear
because he was saved, and yeah,
there was his girl, too.
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