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       A bit of verse
       By: Plagosus Date: April 2, 2020, 3:46 pm
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       I homed in on the following as it is in a story that needs
       up-dating and the parser has trouble sorting out the
       punctuation.
       The Smoker
       There once was a boy who needed the cane,
       That instrument made for a good dose of pain.
       He'd smoked in the loo and he'd smoked round the back,
       The cane was the thing for a jolly good whack.
       The master took hold of the stick by his chair
       And ordered the youngster his bottom to bare.
       “This cane,” said the master, “has come from Malaysia,
       “A country that's found in the south of Eurasia.
       “It's come quite a way and it's used to the heat,
       “I'll soon warm it up when your bottom I beat.”
       The boy, all a-trembling, took down his grey shorts,
       The pleasures of smoking quite gone from his thoughts.
       And then his tight undies went down to his knees,
       Leaving his buttocks exposed to the breeze.
       “Bend over that chair,” the master intoned,
       And soon the young rascal was fitly enthroned.
       His shirt, a touch long, was pushed up his back,
       The cane then came down with a nice hearty whack.
       “Oh no!” cried the boy, “It hurts far too much.”
       “Go on,” said the master, “that was just a light touch.”
       The cane whirred again and whisked down very quick,
       The whippiest, snappiest, crackiest stick.
       “Oh please!” said the boy. “Make that the last stroke.”
       “The last?” said the master. “Well that's a fine joke.
       “Now here comes another, so hold nice and still.”
       And the cane clattered down the words to fulfil.
       “Oh gosh!” said the lad, “that one was quite painful.”
       “Good job!” said the master, his accent disdainful.
       The cane swished again to deliver the next.
       The boy cried out, “Ouch!” and was suitably vexed.
       The fifth was a corker and held quite a smart,
       A very fine sample of  punitive art.
       The last was as bad as the previous five,
       As wicked a stroke as a man could contrive.
       “At last!” said the boy. “The punishment's done.
       “I fervently wish it had never begun.”
       The master retorted, “Avoiding tobacco,
       “Will save your poor botty from any more whacko.”
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       Re: A bit of verse
       By: Kat Date: April 2, 2020, 5:04 pm
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       Very nice.
       Kat
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       Re: A bit of verse
       By: Zyngaru Date: April 3, 2020, 9:51 am
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       Excellent.  That took a lot of work.  Thanks for sharing.
       #Post#: 17916--------------------------------------------------
       Re: A bit of verse
       By: Plagosus Date: April 4, 2020, 3:47 am
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       [quote author=Zyngaru link=topic=1792.msg17899#msg17899
       date=1585925518]That took a lot of work.[/quote]
       I have to confess it did not. There are lots of things I can't
       do - drive a car backwards, mental artithmetic, understand the
       difference between electric current and voltage - but
       versification is not one of them. I just have the knack to do it
       without too much effort.
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