Sunday, May 15, 2011

3 Limericks for a lazy day

Found a dollar in the woods
It was dirty but work it would
In the stores
With the whores
Money, Enabling my vices, as it should

Dancing on a crystal pole
Delicate and preciously cold
High and low, long and Tall
This fine beauty’s got it all
And they say love can’t be sold

There once was a man from a place I knew
And there was a girl from the same town too
He did drugs and he was mean
She made it her life’s mission to get him clean
And when she did, he said thanks and then he flew

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