- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Curly's Doom
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There once was a traveller called Curly.
Closely followed by his alter ego Wurly
Having come far he spotted a room.
Unaware of his impending doom.
Lured inside by the strains of Doris Day.
There was to follow a heavy price to pay.
Residing within was a witch named Sorceress Disdain.
Who soon became the Mistress of Pain.
Wurly lavished the witch with a sizeable tip.
A pack of cards from which she did dip.
Forever more there is a gaping hole.
Where once sat poor Curly's soul.
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