gogeta654321 replied at 2015-10-21 12:40 static/image/common/back.gif
nice hat
can i take it for a while
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
you really are a good poet
gogeta654321 replied at 2015-10-21 12:50 static/image/common/back.gif
you really are a good poet
And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be
gogeta654321 replied at 2015-10-21 12:50 static/image/common/back.gif
you really are a good poet
That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before
gogeta654321 replied at 2015-10-21 12:50 static/image/common/back.gif
you really are a good poet
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8Hb5nzwE4I
As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be
Ah, you're drunk,
you're drunk you silly old fool,
still you can not see
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before
with these type of things or sentences i suppose you cannot win.
gogeta654321 replied at 2015-10-21 19:17 static/image/common/back.gif
with these type of things or sentences i suppose you cannot win.
Seven drunken nights!