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A man who cannot win |
He knows his friends all wonder why he cannot win — Oh, from the way they talk. But he won't answer any questions, lest his secret escapes. Sure, he used to try it. Practiced every day! But every time he pursed his lips—something went astray. He tried it with the candles - on his birthday cake. And even at the table - to cool his dinner plate. He remembers every failure; the times he caused a stink. For every time he tries to win — oh something starts to hum. When air squeaks out not from his lips. But rather from his bum! 100 deemac |