Manure Can
Ovegiously, he blarks the heen
Until his heen is woberdeen
And often wreggles it full sore
Until it smerkles on the floor
And hast thou mupped the edenvale?
Nay, for oft 'tis overzale
I've snorbed a griggle once before
But now I wot what cluds are for
| Contributors: | F, Padfoot, Grayman, smrtypnts. |
| Poem finished: | 30th October 2003 by Anon.. |