Damaged goods
Ladies gather round!,
What an offer I have for you!,
One fairly good dude,
Rarely abused and barely used,
Cleans up well
Just a little dirty,
Lookin like fifty,
but only past thirty,
Had a rough life but
there's some use left,
Not an exercise buff so
let me catch my breath,
A lot of loud music
left me slightly deaf,
And the sniffer don't work
so I've no sense of smell,
But like a old hound dog
loyal as hell,
A handy Jack of all trades
master of nil,
But whatever I do I do it very well
Cooks , cleans, even takes out garbage,
Who's in the market for a really good bargain?
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
A lil something lol
Comments (14)
or a warranty?
how about a sample,
to see if it(you) works. . . .
I loved this one mate. It reminds me of a limerick I wrote some time back.
An old dog with three legs very plucky,
Had an ear chewed off and teeth that were yucky,
One eye was no good,
And he'd lost his manhood,
He answered to the name of "Lucky"!
Angie