And there was an old man, he liked to LISP
The words he formed were funny but CRISP
Tax would become sex, lisp would be DISP
He would say, “Whatever. I am just a WISP.”
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Once, he decided he wanted to go to NISP
But the plane wrongfully landed in TWISP
He could but only lisp, mutter and frown
“I will stay here. This is the only sex-free town.”
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