Way up in Pocatello,
They do things oddly, very;
They sent out for a two by four,
For the City Main Library.
They don't say what they want it for,
Or how they want to use it;
The city fathers are afraid
Rapaire wants to abuse it.
Or maybe he has kinky help
Who'll sleep with it all winter,
And you can tell -- they'll be the ones
Complaining about splinters.
Or maybe its for splitting heads
Who irk the Chief Librarian
They say that in a past life, he
Was a wild disciplinarian.
But still, the mystery stands obscure,
And folks are all resigning
To never know the reason dark
Behind Rapaire's strange pining.

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