A Poem
Hey, guess what, I done wrote a poem. Check it out.
'Twas the night 'fore Thanksgivin'
With turkey in roaster
Not a creature wuz stirrin'
Not even a protestor.
Cuz I had 'em all arrested.
After talkin' freedom in Asia . . .
Da, da, da, da, da, da -ested (Dang, what rhymes with arrested?)
Da, da, da, da, da, da -sia (Dang, what rhymes with Asia?)
Okay, it's almos' a poem. Give me credit for somethin'. I rhymed those "-ing" words, didn't I? And they's ain't easy. How many "-ing" words dya think there are? Plus, hey, I know what a poem is. Bet you didn't think I knew that, didya? Well, I read Hallmark, so there.
'Twas the night 'fore Thanksgivin'
With turkey in roaster
Not a creature wuz stirrin'
Not even a protestor.
Cuz I had 'em all arrested.
After talkin' freedom in Asia . . .
Da, da, da, da, da, da -ested (Dang, what rhymes with arrested?)
Da, da, da, da, da, da -sia (Dang, what rhymes with Asia?)
Okay, it's almos' a poem. Give me credit for somethin'. I rhymed those "-ing" words, didn't I? And they's ain't easy. How many "-ing" words dya think there are? Plus, hey, I know what a poem is. Bet you didn't think I knew that, didya? Well, I read Hallmark, so there.
posted by Dubya | 11:30 PM
2 Comments:
On this day you are PARDONED, Mr President.
Wonderful! Just phenomenon jon Dubya! If ya (or Laura Bush) likes sweet potatoe casserole, come check out the recipe on my blog.
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