"My Lone Mountain Girl"
Pearls for swine
Mother Earth's wine
We were always raving and misbehaving.
Love we made Lonely Mountain's orphan girl.
Like the Duke and Duchess of Earl.
We shared ice-cream Sundays full of vanilla, chocolate, banana, and strawberry fruit twirl.
All in a swirl.
Oh! What a whorl.
I had you for a wife.
But our love, like most, ended in rife.
Now I am a fief in that world's miserable life.
By Jonathan Billet
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