The drummond cough, the diamond scoffed
The dear Jon toffed at the toffee cart
He was in a huff, he sniffed some snuff
And broke with lily and her heart
The Frogman jumped,
The loggerman lumped
And lumberjacked his art
As trunks they cuffed
In chains as huffed
The Policewoman who was miles apart
She maced his base, then aced his face
Tears of disgrace and pain did start
All too rough, they did act tough
But now the fire's too bright to see them
The fire that burns between them
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