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Brilliant staging, great delaying tactics and one of the killer closing couplets in recent memory.Spectacle of lunatic ants over the moon In your underpants, dejection.Ants and underpants, one of the few rhymes that has ne'er before been seen, nor is likely to be seen again.(Reminded of the Coleridge line that ends "...he breathed in pants" -- reader thinks, "I should hope so!")
Thanks, Tom for the remarks and I'm doubly delighted you caught that reference to one of the most in(famous) ejaculations of our adolescence: "Shit, oh dear!"
Brilliant staging, great delaying tactics and one of the killer closing couplets in recent memory.
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In your underpants, dejection.
Ants and underpants, one of the few rhymes that has ne'er before been seen, nor is likely to be seen again.
(Reminded of the Coleridge line that ends "...he breathed in pants" -- reader thinks, "I should hope so!")
Thanks, Tom for the remarks and I'm doubly delighted you caught that reference to one of the most in(famous) ejaculations of our adolescence: "Shit, oh dear!"
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