Saturday, 1 November 2008

Pauls Poetry Palace lol

Hello Gang.

This is another bit o poetry I've cooked up. Sorry for any offence this poem may cause :)

Baa Humbug
Over the years I’ve had many requests,
Had many a party,
many a guest
Many a buxom blonde have asked for my hand
While we dance slowly to the smooth jazz band
"No!",
every time is what I’ve said: "why don’t you marry that guy instead?"
Because when they ask me the thought comes instead, not of their...
Perfect breasts,
But arguing!
From the top of the bed
And our two kids wishing that they were dead
In fact,
I think I’ll go shag a sheep instead.

Baa Humbug.