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Three Musketeers
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The Socerer / Mr Wizard
The Socerer
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The Three Musketeers
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The Great Three Musketeers
Mr Wizard
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The Three Musketeers
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The Count Mickey Ray
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The Three Witchkateers
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The Great Three Musketeers
Sir Mickey Ray Duels With
The Ladykateers
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The Great Three Musketeers
Out On The Town
The Three Musketeers And Me
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Ray Hamilton
AKA
Mr Wizard
Better known as
{ Not a poet and I know it! }
Mickey Ray
Meets
The Three Reds
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The Great Three Musketeers
The Search For Mickey Ray
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Ray Hamilton
AKA
Mr Wizard
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Count Mickey Ray
Has Tea With
The Three Witchkateers
To invite me in for tea
Wow how gracious are these three
With a giant grin on my face
It's over to the
three witchkateers place
As I enter their estate grounds
Dark spooky grave yard I have found
The front of this estate is wondrous to see
These howling sounds bring comfort to me
Pleasing as the graveyard seems to be
The house is creepy even for me
I approach the home of the witches three
You will never guess, what I now see
Yes very pleasing, I can not lie
A nice pair of knockers catches my eye
Door knockers that is
I grab those Knockers, they growl and sneer
Well there's the mummy, of the three witchkateers
Mummy I guess, has been invited for tea
How delightful,
looks like a great party to me
Mummy may be wrapped a bit to tight
I can just tell, by the way she is dancing tonight
I knock on the door, they welcome me in
Their all in a good mood, I can tell by the grins
Wow nice legs and what a great place
Have some tea, the three offer with such grace
I must admit, it sure tasted a little funny
There was soon a problem deep in my tummy
I headed for the door, I sure felt real funny
I politely waved goodbye, yes even to their mummy
Through the graveyard and across town I did dash
I hoped I could make it home, as I passed some gas
I felt funny and knew I must soon go
But I feel strange, somewhat like a scarecrow
I hoped I could hide, yes get out of site
I'll have to go here, it'll be all right
I don't know what was in that tea
They are out to get me, yes all three
What they have turned me into, I do not know
It's plain to me, that I now must go
There is just one thing I must know
Is this the first time for you
to be mooned by a scarecrow
SORRY FOLKS
IT SEEMS I HAVE MADE
A MESS ON THE LAWN
I send my love, hugs for the whole bunch
I'm just real glad, I didn't stay for lunch
By
Ray Hamilton
Not a poet and I know it!
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