Considered a delicious catch
the girl went to the football match.
She dreamed of having ten big babies
she itched, it was a case of scabies.
She had a million in her snatch.
The doctor gave her a prescription
he wrote it in some weird encryption
he gave instructions on the use
and showed her how to light the fuse.
I think the doctor was Egyptian.
She lit the fuse and watched the Lakers
she offered sharing, but no takers
thus by this most convenient means
she blew herself to smithereens.
The doctor called them widowmakers.
Funny one! I'm enjoying catching up on your poems.........been kinda busy with school. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh Herbert! Only you could get away with this poem. Raynette