| Scarlet Lucy by tuesday Let me tell you of a lady, Of a lady, and she shone Who would tell me rooster stories About roosters she had known Well the lady's name was Lucy She had eyes that looked you through And she had a red strapped ballgown With a matching red strapped shoe She'd go dancing in the morning And drink Cooler's Light at noon And at midnight see her looking At the white, translucent moon Her radio told her stories Wrapped up nicely in a song About knights complete with glory Or a new pink sequined thong Lucy met her demise On a sharp September morn' When her mailman tripped upon her And her head was quickly shorn By his sharp cold letter opener That traveled with him all around And Lucy's curls adorning With her head fell on the ground.nd. |
| An Ode to Sheep by tuesday and jordi Maybe they're dogs covered in wool Nevertheless they are righteously cool TV or radio you won't have to bleep Who are they, you ask? They are the sheep! Through fields and forest they frolic bleat Oh wait, those are goats we happened to meet Not so awesome as sheeps, good souls And guess what, sheeps can never get moles! Some sheeps know kung fu And some sheeps don't Let them use the loo And bite you they won't An ode to sheeps is as worthy as any Because none of them have the name Lenny So go bow before these creatures of glory And start at the beginning to reread the story! |
| by jordi hailey! you're dating than! when i heard, i want "man oh man!" she's been waiting for so long! she even told tha jordan fong! then he called than "lover toy" and the tall dark and handsome pretty boy then you were embarrassed, yes you were! but to our surprise, there was a cure! that thannie boy is sure a bum! "he'll ask her out" were the words of some and we were right, tee hee, tee hee! and now, i'm sure, you're dancing with glee! |
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| (This picture was taken off of another site... I do not take credit for it.) |
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