We all knew Lizzie was a popular girl
spent all of her life in a social whirl
everyone thought her quite gregarious
but she was embarrassed by her hairy ass
because outside her panties you could see her curls
We all knew Lizzie was a popular girl
spent all of her life in a social whirl
everyone thought her quite gregarious
but she was embarrassed by her hairy ass
because outside her panties you could see her curls
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Within the tree lined glade there stands
a fortress, coffin-like though bland
roughly thrown up so it would seem
from pine or even old oak beams
by some amateur craftsman’s hand
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She holds a mirror in her hand
despite a garb of lurid hue
considers her reflection bland
and to change it what should she do
perhaps a maid could comb her hair
pile it high on top of her head
showing off her countenance fair
chalk white skin and full lips so red
or should she emphasise her neck
in all it’s finely sculpted length
on golden chains with pearls bedecked
giving a hint of hidden strengths
in the end she turns with a sigh
bored she casts the mirror aside
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As we were walking down the street
we thought we’d find a place to eat
a place had opened recently
so as locals it was a matter of decency
we’d go in and would see if it’s a
place that does a really nice pizza
but after the meal we left a bit rapid
our Italian meal was simply vapid
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There was an old guy called Fred
he loved to work in his shed
he was playing with something corrosive
turned out it was highly explosive
so sadly old Fred is now dead.
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There’s a question that’s been asked by many and I myself still think it funny that although of me it’s often said I haven’t a sensible thought in my head I often find myself nonplussed when people ask what the Romans did for us, and the answer obviously is there for all to plainly see, before they decided to invade us our roads were just anfractuous so used were we to walking where only sheep had gone before and so we just decided to follow, the sheep’s tracks up and down each hill and hollow.
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It’s a sad story
when interest starts to wane
end of an era
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Still so stoked – try to say that five times fast. Anyway, I wrote a post last week (it feels like a year ago) about being stoked about something, …
Still so stoked!
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