The Old Man From Navarre Poem by Steve Howard

The Old Man From Navarre



There was an old man from Navarre,
who loved to smoke a cigar.
One night when plastered on beer,
snuffed one out in his rear,
And was left with a permanent scar.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humorous
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Steve Howard

Steve Howard

North Carolina. USA
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