My friend, why learn Polish today?
The spelling's impossible, Oi vey!
My friend, why learn Polish today?
The spelling's impossible, oi vey!
It's not easy to speak
No language for the meak
And that's all I've got to say.
Sometimes my tongue sure get's twisted
There was an old gal from Toledo
Who tried on her grandaughter's Speedo
Nuts!
Missed the end of the last post: let's try this:
Sometimes my tongue sure gets twisted.
I aimed for a bon mot but I missed it.
There was an old gal from Toledo
Who tried on her granddaughter's speedo
When her boobs did a flop
From that tiny little top
Was she following Janet's lead-o?
There are some things we should never see
There are some things we should never see
Not even on must-see TV
sometime's my tongue sure gets twisted
I aimed for a bon mot but I missed it
Clever phrase do I utter?
Heck no, I just stutter
sometime's my tongue sure gets twisted
I aimed for a bon mot but I missed it
Clever phrase do I utter?
Heck no, I just stutter
In Bartlett's Ill never be listed.
There are some things we should never see
Not even on must-see TV
There are some things we should never see
Not even on must-see TV
Some things are just crud
Like watching wart hogs in mud
There are some things we should never see
Not even on must-see TV
Some things are just crud
Like watching wart hogs in mud
though Gus would sure look on in glee
And talking of A2K members
And talking of A2K members,
There's one certain one who dismembers
And talking of A2K members,
There's one certain one who dismembers
the rash and the silly
who jump in willy nilly
And talking of A2K members,
There's one certain one who dismembers
The rash and the silly
Who jump in willy nilly:
Can you feel Phoenix's angry embers?
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Yesterday's a peculiar thing
Yesterday's a peculiar thing
of lost love we mournfully sing
but should we remember
Yesterday's a peculiar thing
Of lost love we mournfully sing
But we should remember
In dark, shadowed December
Of the joy it can possibly bring.
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At the soirée, you'll probably see
At the soirée, you'll probably see
the beau-monde in their best ... oh dear me
I wouldn't fit in
At the soiree, you'll probably see
the beau-monde in their best...oh dear me
I wouldn't fit in
Though I'm fashionably thin
It's from hunger, not spas by the sea.
It's Mardi Gras time in New Orleans
It's Mardi Gras time in New Orleans
Time for the dance of the whore queens
It's Mardi Gras time in New Orleans
Time for the dance of the whore queens
I feel rather faint
And come off as a Saint
When compared to these unreserved teens.
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On 'Wuthering Heights,' one can see
