Ala bam a
I woke up early this mornin'
To write somethin' for this forum
Didn't want it to be borin'
And start ya all a'snorin.
I thought about old Balladeer,
To write about so nice,
I picked my brain and went insane,
Had to think about it twice.
Couldn't come up with a single thing,
(Well, one of his poems was fair),
Maybe I'd write about Iloveit,
Her legs and all that hair?
Suthern's too sweet to try to bash,
WayoutWalt is crazier than me,
Nan would just delete it,
If I wrote about her erotic'ly.
Now I could talk about PoetdeVine,
Then I'd be horney all the time,
And Michael would give me hell.
I guess I could work on LongJohn,
Now there's a subject I know so well,
The sailor with pink lace panties,
(Though I wasn't supposed to tell) (Thanks for the pictures Lorelei)
His reputation precedes him,
So does his big huge gut,
He and Lorelei have a four foot wide chair,
That just barely fits his butt.
But I guess I won't write about him,
In fact I think I'll just wait,
I'll come up with something tomorrow,
That or I'll sleep in late.
[This message has been edited by Toerag (edited 01-05-2000).]