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| Here is a lovely poem about my two favorite girls in the....um....bathroom? I dunno. Read the poem anyway. |
| The bawdy, mammerheaded, tweedy girl, Decided she'd take her friend for a twirl, They went round and round and round for all hours, Until that lumpish friend of hers felt dour, She jumped around like a rump fed giglet, And acted still like a dizzy eyed midget, She hopped around like a flying flap dragon, And finally vomited like the wench she had been, After her guts gripping ordeal was done, she started to twirl with another one, So the bawdy weedy girl who was her friend, Decided she'd jump off the deep end, She landed on her friend! Oopsy Daisy! And they both died, which was good, they were crazy! |
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| NOTE: Please take this poem in the good humour in which it was written. I don't understand half the words in it, and I wrote it myself! It is meant to be light hearted, and to be sung to the tune of an irish jig. Enjoy it with that in mind. Sing it outloud even! Thanks. -Joey |