There once was a man who smelled like a ditch
A man that had a voice of very high pitch
The man spoke like he had a unit like a thimble.
If he sang in doors he would break every window.
If you stood right near him his gut would be out your eyes.
He'd start off every greating with “huh huh high you guys.”
His shirts were really tight his bellybutton was always showing.
He made sure he always asked, “hy hyh High you guys hows it going?” huh hla!
His voice was so high it would be harmful to a dog's ear.
His feet were so big he could start waffles for a career.
He was dating the sister of my really good friend Danny Hall.
unfortunately when I walked in the house I could hear them banging through the walls.
Oh oh oh oh we Shazam!
How did he get whether he's creepy like a stalker.
Either she was really good and bed, or just a really good talker.
Didn't hurt when he fell from heaven? You must be a stove cause your hot? There's 206 bones in the body you want one more?
She didn't make sound like that but she didn't ask for more. But, She made sounds similar to sand people from Star Wars.
We haven't seen much of John that school year, he was a man we almost forgot.
But somebody brought up his name while we were talking in the school parking lot.
We were sting on mikes car, patty mack asked what stinks?
It was John driving up in his 1983 mercury lynx.
Man that cars dirty and it really smells like Pooh.
While it doesn't matter I live in Falmouth now, so fuck you!
He told us Falmouth is much better than Barnstable because it really sucks
Then he told us all that we could shove it, and kiss his freakeld stuff.
As he was about to drive off he sipped on a bottle of Jin.
The Mike O'Toole put on his car a bottle of his own urine.
Tim was distracting John so he wouldn't see.
Then John said stop making me laugh together make me pee.
He tried driving off yelling we and shazam.
But then the bottle spills and all over his hand.
You guys are mean huh huh
And that was the last I saw of John he was like nothing you could compare. John drove off into the sunset with the middle finger in the air.
Bye you guys!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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