I ride the roads where only toads
Can hop a hop head hoppin’
I gid the goads and drop my loads,
In grass without me stoppin’.
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo
You bindlestiff
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo, hi!
I crump the crumpers with a crumpet,
All the while a hopin’
I trump the trumpet while my strumpet,
With me is a tokin’.
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo
You bindlestiff
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo, hi!
I eat what’s et and puke and fret,
To then put on me mittens,
All’s set, I bet with my Jeanette,
She fills my pants with kittens.
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo
You bindlestiff
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo, hi!
I drag a bag of red hot slag
To Mrs. Honeycut,
With llamas hair, I make a chair
To hold up her wide butt.
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo
You bindlestiff
Hay a lo, hay a lo, hay a lo, hi!
Author notes
Option #5...humor
A contest entry
- i don't know what i want but i bet it's me (confusion and options) by Mr Majenta.
600 points, ended January 24, 2008, 12 entries
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nice
how makes one a chair
of llama's hair
and why hold up a wide butt
strange this one
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its very funny and strange
thank you for sharing it -
lmao great poem
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she fills ur pants with kittens?
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lmao that bit made me laugh
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I dont know how greensleeves goes but this sounds good
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