Wednesday, September 24, 2008

That Rock In Chair Got Me

There's no place like home when deranged
Say, pal, can you part with some change?
I'm loose as a goose
I drank blue spruce juice
And recently came down with mange
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surlyh said...

When cooking at home on the range
it's queer how the jackelope change
And never is heard a discouraging nerd
Those guys are exceedingly strange

September 23, 2008 at 3:07 PM

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