GETTING OUT
I've labored long & hard for the Borg
for honor & for spiritual-riches
But on these corns too long you've tread
you fine haired sons-a-bitches!
eddie aka(black-bart)
by moman 26 Replies latest jw friends
Don't feel sorry for a glow-worm.
A glow-worms never glum.
Its hard to feel down-hearted
When the light shines from your bum.
Or:
The cabin boy's name was Flipper
He was a crafty nipper!
He filled his arse
With broken glass
And circumcised the skipper!
I could go on indefinitely.
Englishman.
There was a pioneer from Nantucket
He kept all his mags in a bucket
He went door to door
But was such a bore
He lit them afire
and said f***it...
There was an elder from LaCroix
Who liked every girl and boy
Though was found out
There was no doubt
That they can be coy
Cause the WT knew nothing about
Sincerely,
District Overbeer
If you hear a panther
Do not anther
I've never seen a purple cow
I never hope to see one,
but let me tell you now,
I'd rather see than be one.
Last night while I was on the stairs
I saw a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy wuzzy had no hair
Fuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he.
A peanut was sitting on a railroad track
His heart was all a flutter
Around the bend
Came number ten
Toot toot, peanut butter.