A simple young farmer of Bray
Met a lass in his hayfield one day.
Said he, "If you want,
We could share a croissant,"
For he'd heard about rolls in the hay.
A young trapeze artist named Bract
Is faced by a very sad fact.
Imagine his pain,
When again and again,
He catches his wife in the act.
Her sidesaddle progress was slow
No tracker would rate her a pro.
Said Godiva, "I rode
While the townspeople, 'Oh'd',
Not to win or to place -- but to show!"
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