A Slice of Life
Rather than trying to scam her,
George thought it best to use candor.
“Oh, lovely wife, Bess,
Now let me confess,
I’m on my way to philander.”
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Rather than trying to scam her,
George thought it best to use candor.
“Oh, lovely wife, Bess,
Now let me confess,
I’m on my way to philander.”
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Two, four, six, eight,
I must run and not be late,
Eat my food, clean the plate
Two, four, six, eight
Jiahal Halluf
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Cats sleep anywhere,
Any table, Any chair,
Top of piano, Window liege,
In the middle,On the edge,
Open door, Empty shoe,
Any body’s,Lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In a cupboard,
With your frocks,
Any where they don’t care,
Cats sleep anywhere!
By Freya Elliott
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I really love hotels
Yes, it is quite true
I stay in them when visiting
The White House or the zoo
I had a bad experience
That caused me to waken
The maid did walk in on me
While I was naked!
By Beaudacious
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My Brother Is A Pest…
He Rats Out At Me Less….
He Jokes To Much…
Till I Get Constipated And Throw Up…
It Makes Me Giggle Twice As Much…
Till I Fall In Mud….
He Says”Stop”…
I Say Why?….
Because You’re Gonna Sneeze Snot Everywhere…..
Even Up Their With God
By Aurina
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I love him
He loves me not
God his body is so f**king hot
I wonder what mom would say
If she knew I thought about dad this way
By Dinogirl
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There once was a man called McGong,
Who composed a peculiar song,
He sang it one day,
As he went on his way,
And then had a puff on his bong.
There once was a man with a bag,
Who’s manboobs were starting to sag,
He smiled with a grin,
As a woman walked in,
And said “come ‘ere you old hag!”.
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