© 2017 by P Michael Biggs
Listen to my tale of Larry Dean McClean
His clothes were clean
He always wore jeans
You would like Larry Dean McClean
Larry Dean McClean’s mind was keen
He was real proud of his genes
He never touched caffeine
He ate a healthy cuisine
He tried to live a life that was clean
Larry Dean McClean liked Irene
She was a beauty from Eugene
She had a sister named Jeanine
And another called Laureen
But Larry Dean McClean liked Irene
Irene’s eyes were moss green
And they never needed murine
She ate a lot of protein
She loved lima beans
Irene was Larry Dean McClean’s queen
In this poem there is nothing obscene
Larry Dean McClean never falls in a ravine
He’s not mean, he doesn’t eat sardines
Larry Dean McClean, he was just clean
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