by studecarsayre, Oklahoma, USA
Apr 2012 571 Views 2 comments
Limerick fighter
There was a man from Budapest,
As a fighter was rated the best,
He'd fight at a whim
And he always did win,
Until they laid him to rest.
As a fighter was rated the best,
He'd fight at a whim
And he always did win,
Until they laid him to rest.
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Posted: Apr 2012
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