Rubbernecking the girls
while scratching my balls
God! I hate walking high school halls.
She's wearing my jersey with a letter on it
Got a bit of a limp where she kicked me the twit
Gotta spit question is where....?
Maybe I'll toss a luggie on the ceiling there.
Just a fart or two will empty the class
LOL! That was a good one... someone jumped through the glass!
Got some lint in my bellybutton and an itch below there...
must be something hardened up and caught in my hair!
Now don't tell me I gots ta be litterate!
Who are you to comment you damn hippocritterate!
There ain't nothin' worse then some pencilneck geek
lookin' at me like I were a freak!
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Humour is sometimes couched in the truth. This is a great poem. I had to chuckle at part of it - in an extreme way it does remind me of high school.
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lol...well i guess I am the first to comment, plain down crude is nailing it on the *HEAD* HEHEHE LOVE US old redneckers, we play the game well...lol thanks for sharing good luck!!
Lin
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