Listen up children and hear my sorry tale
And if it gets too harrowing you can always bail
I had a little Lily and I loved her very much
I trembled and I quivered at her very touch
But wait up children for this is woeful
And will explain my face so doleful
One day I mislaid her in the folds of my bed
And the next time I saw her she was very dead
Take heed from me children and don’t do as I do
Or you’ll find your life will be coloured with blue
Don’t wash your bedclothes the way that I did
A water-logged lily is sadly horrid
Keep your sex toys safe in their little boxes
Don’t let them fall in and drown with your soxes.
4 days ago
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4 comments:
Positively Vogonic!
tragic!
You feel better now, don't you?
Anonymous, it's a sad and touching piece. Don't be a hater.
xtx, it is calamitous.
Ani, I do! So much better! You were absolutely right.
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