Virus-Mouth Joey Poem by Derrick Clark
Virus-Mouth Joey
O'boy-O'boy-O'boy, it was stanking tougue Joey.
You need to brush your tougue, stop eating them chip of ho-ey.
Stay,300 feet away from me, litte, virus mouth.
If you come even closer, im going to scream and shout!
As he came even closer, I had my toothbrush, and paste in hand.
As he was face-to-face up on me, his breathe need to be contraband.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
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4/16/2024 5:01:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Stay 300 feet away from me! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.