'Too Many Poets'

Key to authors' pseudonyms

goin' to a party
in crisp underwear
if you can't find a partner
use a wooden chair

unicorn's in the jailhouse
trail's goin' cold
if you can't pick it up
look for a fool
as good as gold
don't let him read the rules
lest he fly in the night
don't let him read the rules
don't let him smell the fight

goin' to a party
wipe your feet upon the matador
if you can't find the cape
seal the wax on the keeling floor

unicorn's in the jailhouse
trail's goin' cold
if you can't pick it up
look for a fool
as good as gold
if you can't pick it up
don't let it get you down
don't let it get you down
for soon the shadowplay
is making the town 

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