Jan 18, 2005 15:01
and now here's a potty poem:
here i sit, sad and lonely-hearted,
paid a dime but only farted.
yesterday, i took a chance.
saved a dime but crapped my pants.
((fyi: people used to pay to use the bathroom. this is a Hella [patty!] old poem))
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My dad made up alternate verses for Johnny Cash's song "I Walk the Line." This is how it goes.
I keep my pants up with a piece of twine
I leave my barn door open all the time
And if you want me to prove that you're mine
Just pull the twine,
just pull that twine. XD
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