Here’s one I wrote for a Creative Writing class when I was in high school.
There was an old man from St Clocker,
who lived in a little green locker.
From the morn til the night,
he’d sit flying his kite,
and playing with his little green knocker.
Here’s one I wrote for a Creative Writing class when I was in high school.
There was an old man from St Clocker,
who lived in a little green locker.
From the morn til the night,
he’d sit flying his kite,
and playing with his little green knocker. In High School?? I would have gotten kicked out of my high school for that one
In High School?? I would have gotten kicked out of my high school for that one
Well, 30 years ago high school was a little tamer and double meanings weren’t quite so obvious. π
Well you can tell where my mind immediatley ended up!! Sorry π³
No problem! I thought it was good for a few chuckles. I debated about posting it because that’s where my mind goes too and I didn’t want to offend anyone. π
My boogers are green and quite hairy.
The inside of my nose is too scary.
My finger wont go
and my nose I cant blow
a tissue to be found there is nary.