Harry the Louse Laments - Disruption

My book Harry the Louse goes to the dogs

While once more I focus on writing blogs

So two birds I’ll kill with one large rock

This blogging business is poppycock

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The first in my sights, my damned editor

Whatever I write she demands far more

The next perhaps Harry’s golden goose

Shall I rewrite her as a grabbing moose?

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Harry thought she was just right for him

Elegant, sexy, well-heeled and slim

It turns out that she’s no bimbo blonde

The type of woman of which he’s fond

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She’s with poor Harry when he’s robbed

She felt his anguish while he sobbed,

‘The thieving swine’s taken all my cash

But to lend to me would just be rash’

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He sits there hurt with blooded nose

His building plans beset by woes

‘I will not let you invest your money

In Cretan dreams of milk and honey’

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Could his refusal be calculation

To hide his plan’s examination

Does he believe that by saying no

More likely to him her cash will flow?

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