Even With Ya’lls Ten Million Foot Pole Poem by Edwin Tanguma

Even With Ya’lls Ten Million Foot Pole



I find ya’ll rather amusing
When I watch ya’ll in ya’lls cars a cruising
Ya’ll think that ya’lls cars are grate
And ya’ll can care less about fate

One day ya’ll will have a rude awakening
When ya’lls world will start quaking
I'll just sit here and start to laugh
At ya’lls one big stinking gaff

I have 13 specimens to go around
I don’t think that much more can be found
So if it is platinum that ya’ll seek
Ya’ll best buy it from this freaking geek

I don’t know if any more will come from the ground
Because I am selling all of it that I have found
If anyone else stumbles upon my little site
They had better pucker their bunghole tight

Raw native platinum can give you Montezuma’s revenge
And when some people prospect they go on a binge
Shoot, I even know one sap who can’t find his hole
Even with ya’lls mighty ten million foot pole

4/21/2014

Monday, April 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: silly
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