Locksmiths On The Run Poem by Michael Gale
Locksmiths On The Run
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What kind of cars do locksmith's drive? ...
A key-a, (KIA) .
Ha! Ha! Ha! Doth that answer keep thy funnybone alive? ...
What did the locksmith say on the way out to his car?
See ya.
And ya know that rhymes with KIA.
I can't hang around 'cause i gotta go flee ya.
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4/19/2024 8:17:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And i told my secretary to write this poem down, about the KIA... I Said: pay aTENtion, now, and ''TAKE A LETTER.MARIA''! Good Stuff Sir Michael Jeffrey of Car Cracks... FjR