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Sex cannot make a poet out of you,
Or so I thought, until I met Sue,
It took a while to bring her to woo,
But in the end, she had to say I do.
On the fateful night as I prepared myself, so I do not get a boo,
She showed up in her gown, pounced like a tiger from the zoo.
I was so excited, I almost forgot that I am a Jew,
And the fateful happened, when I had to go to the loo.
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