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Dedicated to the poor souls, losers to the gator Tyburn!.

The Alligator Wrestler

Now Tyburn was a smallish gator
and as gators go, he was odd!.
Loved to move to patterns
even chewed the same

Many came to wrestle him
fit, strong, headstrong too!.
But Tyburn just smiled the
old gator grin and dined again

But oh did he love biscuits
even stale, he would sit and beg
Biscuit man always brought biscuits,
laying them down to Tyburn’s delight

But up from the west rose Bayard Lady!.
I’ll tame that Tyburn gator…just you watch!
Oh the great wrestling match was on
But in the end, the gator grinned again

Now from across yonder pond
Rose a granny, fit and spry
And while we slept she wrestled and won!.
Poor Tyburn, never knew the cockney way!

Tis a moral somewhere sure
maybe acrostic for all we know!.
Perhaps Bayard will fill us in…
as she plates her muffins with preservesWww@QuestionHome@Com

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