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One problem with mummy man, Lucas
His car, always covered in mucus
Globs of green, all around
Left his mark, quite profound
The town stayed away from this doofus

Didn’t care what everyone did think
All that greasy green sludge, what a stink!
He would throw all this slime
Police named it a crime
Then threw Lucas away, in the brink!

Never saw him again, around town
This chauffeur, now in jail, with a frown
Became quickly unglued
Tense, with disquietude
Poor Lucas, now a pile, on the ground


October Writing Prompt – Greasy, grimy chauffeur guts – Day 25/31

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