I knew an old lady from Kentucky, She reveled in spouting horsepucky, One day while she spoke, From the ground up did poke, A demon of red colouration.
The demon did say, To the lady’s dismay, “What are you yakking about woman!? Shut the fuck up and let me sleep!!”
Art!! You should never deny the impulse, Beer. :) I know I can’t. Apologies for inflicting this on you.
I was wondering if anybody would respond with a comment to a poem dedicated to a man who tried to kill a pope. Ian Tyson's Alberta never ceases to amaze.
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I knew an old lady from Kentucky,
She reveled in spouting horsepucky,
One day while she spoke,
From the ground up did poke,
A demon of red colouration.
The demon did say,
To the lady’s dismay,
“What are you yakking about woman!?
Shut the fuck up and let me sleep!!”
Art!! You should never deny the impulse, Beer. :)
I know I can’t.
Apologies for inflicting this on you.
I was wondering if anybody would respond with a comment to a poem dedicated to a man who tried to kill a pope. Ian Tyson's Alberta never ceases to amaze.
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