No Oil (Limerick) Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
No Oil (Limerick)
As the Yanks conquer foreign soil
all the tension rise up to a boil.
Let democracy reign
in Andorra and Spain,
and the Arabs can drink all their oil.
We are now on the brink, mark my words,
to fly airplanes and cars just like birds.
An old Kraut has unveiled
that the oilmen have failed,
we can run all our engines on turds.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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4/26/2024 6:14:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You and EZ along with Tara need to do a book of toilet humor, they have some written already on great paper.