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Donna— it comes no
surprise—
Wouldn’t fret over Albert’s demise.
But she won’t get her way;
So they’re destined to play
Tug-of-war with Sam’s sexy thighs!
Wife One was a tough act to follow.
Her absence left Al feeling hollow.
Until his best friend,
Sam, said with a grin:
You can hump me or sit there and wallow!
There once was a Leaper named Sam,
Whose heart belonged to one man.
Though his Swiss-cheesed brain hid it,
His heart would admit it:
From romance on leaps he ran!
Al, a sailor by trade,
as a hobby, liked to get laid.
So when he met Sam,
said, “Boy, here’s a man,
who, for screwing, ought to get paid!”
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