I was bored at lunch.
There once was a girl named Christine
Who was taught to avoid the obscene.
When the slash she did find,
She became of the mind
That the man-on-man action was keen.
There once was a pilot named John
Who often a thigh-holster donned.
Rodney thought it a perk,
'Til he caught John's sly smirk,
And he soon realized he'd been conned.
There once was a genius named Mer,
Whose piano teacher lacked care.
He spoke of no art,
Yet the man would soon start
To pull miracles out of thin air.
I could probably go on all day with these, but I have an actual class to get to. *facepalm*
Who was taught to avoid the obscene.
When the slash she did find,
She became of the mind
That the man-on-man action was keen.
There once was a pilot named John
Who often a thigh-holster donned.
Rodney thought it a perk,
'Til he caught John's sly smirk,
And he soon realized he'd been conned.
There once was a genius named Mer,
Whose piano teacher lacked care.
He spoke of no art,
Yet the man would soon start
To pull miracles out of thin air.
I could probably go on all day with these, but I have an actual class to get to. *facepalm*