Home after supper
with no feet.
Drunk when he
picked me up.
So broke he
threw me out.
Bought a cart
for five bucks.
Cart stopped I
pulled the horse.
Pushed the cart:
the horse stopped.
Lit my cigar
from the fuse.
Necktie moustache.
Ate the keys: You lose.
[see film]
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