Skrunge Bob Square Pants Poem by James McLain
Skrunge Bob Square Pants
Yellow in color i am he a sponge
bouncing a long some
menagerie.
krusty is my crab fellow true red
lips of my leg free food с о .Llc.
none б е г .
Bue green is my mind when hard
to find a squid for a friend
ink to lend for my pen.
Square are my drawers none ever
to find most don't fit.
No brain in the sponge that is
blobersquat Bob this day...
Friday, December 12, 2008
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5/4/2024 3:51:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a little laugh at the end. favorite line: ink to lend for my pen. ................bri :)