I was snooping around my mates lap,
And his name was Jack,
What was found there,
Can only be described,
As two big biscuits and a shortcake.
The smell to each was distinct to its own,
And can never be replicated.
O Jack why did you leave me,
I thought forever we would be,
I only wanted a biscuit after dribbling on your knee.
I'm gonna asume this person is a friend of yours? lol did they apriciate this poem?
Very creative! ! ! Good use of metaphors with this (i hope they're metaphors! ! !) Very funny!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
kind of funny..but why was this person in their lap and why was there bread in the lap! ? this is confusing. your friends sound very strange..but who am i to talk anyway regarding strange friends..^_^ keep up the good work.