A Bohemian Catastrophe.

FORD RHAPSODY
(A Bohemian Catastrophe)
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I was little more than a cell.
I remember conception so very well.
Conceived in a Ford Capri,
to the sound of Bohemian Rhapsody.
Outside, the rain it poured.
My Mother looked so very bored,
as my Father shrieked in shock -
at the split rubber upon his cock.
Their nuptials were arranged.
My existence had been blamed -
for the swiftness of their vows.
I was raised on raised eyebrows.
Such a cold conservative lot.
I was to be a major blot.
The blackest of all sheep.
I leave my mark on all I meet.
A meeting of closed minds.
Inside my head I've pulled the blinds.
And now there's only me,
my own Bohemian Rhapsody.
Mama Mia let me go!
This great mistake just needs to know,
that he can make a life.
Just me..., myself and a wayward wife.

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