I'm clean, now the pond has a ring
And the frog joined with me in a sing
We sang ballads and lays,
Me soprano, he bass
And I wrinkled my old ding-a-ling
Oh, many's the flower that is born
To glow in the dew of the morn
But lose its proud stance
Cos it don't get to dance,
Or be seen, or have fun, so we mourn.
They stopped at a pub for a shandy
And Doris, she started to get randy
Seeing an ear around
She felt safe and sound
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Floyd Pink
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Sun 8 Mar, 2009 12:51 pm
They stopped at a pub for a shandy
And Doris, she started to get randy
Seeing an ear around
She felt safe and sound
To stick out her tongue-it's a dandy!
I'm honored to start the next limerick
And I'll write the next line real quick
Me, I'll just piddle
fill in the middle
And I will finish this damned trick