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Mr Noisy

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Mr Noisy
Her husband when speaking would bellow
A trait she decided to mellow
By feeding him custard
With dollops of mustard
Which worked, though his skin turned bright yellow.

By Hobbo

A contemporary poet with a Yorkshire sense of humour

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