Hugo First or Third
An ode to dear Hugo in English, though he was from Southern Slobovia.
Hugo had a red yoyo
and also kept a widget. He wrote a poem about a crow because he liked to fidget. On the way to jail one day Hugo met a fop. The fop refused to prance or play he only liked to mop. So Hugo headed on to jail where all his friends were sweet. Vito handed him a pail and said to make things neat. Harry overheard their game and told the crowd to jeer but most there thought old Harry lame so started drinking beer. The beer was light without a bite, too bad the matron said, her kinkajou was much too tight which sent her straight to bed. On and on the piper picked a tune so outta sight that Louie's brother had him kicked from thirteenth story height. The years went by, and past denied, Hugo dined whilst tying flies. But later on when hogs grew wide he cried for porcine pies. Leave a tip for this poet? Guest has chosen to ask for tips. Any donation is made directly to this poet, and is greatly appreciated.
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