Starr
November 20th, 2000, 05:54 PM
Subject: Happy Day
He laid her on the table,
So white, clean and bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat,
He rubbed her here and there.
He touche her neck and then her breast,
And then, drooling, felt her thigh.
The slit was wet and all was set, He gave a joyo s cry.
The hode was wide...he looked inside,
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched out his arms,
And then he stuffe the turkey.
May I be the first to wish yo a Happy Thanksgiving!!
Starr xoxoxoxo
I hope no one is offended by this amusing poem and if so just let me know and I will remove it.
He laid her on the table,
So white, clean and bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat,
He rubbed her here and there.
He touche her neck and then her breast,
And then, drooling, felt her thigh.
The slit was wet and all was set, He gave a joyo s cry.
The hode was wide...he looked inside,
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched out his arms,
And then he stuffe the turkey.
May I be the first to wish yo a Happy Thanksgiving!!
Starr xoxoxoxo
I hope no one is offended by this amusing poem and if so just let me know and I will remove it.