by Unknown
Aug 2011 320 Views 4 comments
Lucky me
I'm lucky I still have my head
Even better buttered bread.
Waiting for the gong for grub
I had a long soak in a tub.
I travelled far and lost my comb
And now I'm on my way back home.
Even better buttered bread.
Waiting for the gong for grub
I had a long soak in a tub.
I travelled far and lost my comb
And now I'm on my way back home.
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Posted: Aug 2011
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There's a chance I haven't lost my phone which is great because it cost a lot more than a comb and i still have hair.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (4)
or talk into your comb...? can you :)
Peace and smiles,
LB