A Poem for Fun (45)

海外逸士

Once I lived in Monroe.
I often rode in a canoe,
And used lotion of aloe.
I loved to play the oboe.
When I saw a pretty doe
On a piece of floe,
I threw to it my shoe,
As if the doe was my foe.
Unluckily I hurt my toe,
And suffered sharp throe.
I was deeply in woe.

月下静走

Once I lived in Monroe.
I often rode in a canoe,
And used lotion of aloe.
I loved to play the oboe.
When I saw a pretty doe
On a piece of floe,
I threw to it my shoe,
As if the doe was my foe.
Unluckily I hurt my toe,
And suffered sharp throe.
I was deeply in woe.

it seems to be a gentle song in dulcet tones.

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