THE LOST HORN
“Rhino Bill, what have you done -
What’s happened to your horn?”
“It was not me but Marjorie,
That’s why I sit forlorn.
“All I did was grab and squeeze,
her wobbly, bobbly thighs.
“She turned to me and snapped it off,
With evil in her eyes.”
16/04/2009 at 8:25 pm Permalink
Makes my eyes water just thinking about that! Genius!
17/04/2009 at 7:13 pm Permalink
I thought you was a drawer! Turns out you’ve heart of a true poet too…