There goes the tousled ambler
Unruly on the way
A rumpled kilt on boots that tilt
With nothing neat to say
Tripping on the wild side
Frazzled, ragged in the shade
Our shabby tatty baddie
In a garb of grungy frayed
Mumbled jumble unresolved
In bedraggled schemes of strings
Hangs around in sloppy wear to share
That threadbare saving brings
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