Sore Loser

by Sami Bennett

It was a tough call
For Miss Marian Maul
I told her if she didn’t call it a stall
I’d give her my very last chocolate malt ball
I would rake all
Her leaves in the fall
I’d throw her a ball
In a Great Hall
In a tower so tall
You’re afraid you might fall
I’d buy her a shawl
And build her a huge wall
And on top of it all
I’d make her queen of Gaul
It was a tough call
For Miss Marian Maul
But that hateful malevolent Miss Marian Maul
She looked right at me and called it a stall

So I ate
That chocolate malt ball right in her face

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