Left,
Left,
Left, left, left.
I left
Jeff Taft
bereft by a cliff.
He sniffed,
miffed
that I stiffed him in the lift.
I laughed
'til I coughed
as I rebuffed his guff.
Our theft
was deft
staffed by Steffi Graf.
He cuffed
me on the cleft,
and that's when I
Left,
Left,
Left, left, left.
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