bankraped
28th May 2009, 10:22 PM
A poem I wrote in school last year.
(when I ripped my pants, oddly 'nuff - being a fat man, this happens Quite often.)
HOLE
Hole In My Pants.
'Neath The Fly
The Embarrassment!
I Wish I Could Die!
There Is A Smell
It Is Really Bad
And It's Coming From The Hole
'Neath My Nads
I Get It Fixed
It Breaks Again
When I try To Walk
In The Fashion Of A Hen
(when I ripped my pants, oddly 'nuff - being a fat man, this happens Quite often.)
HOLE
Hole In My Pants.
'Neath The Fly
The Embarrassment!
I Wish I Could Die!
There Is A Smell
It Is Really Bad
And It's Coming From The Hole
'Neath My Nads
I Get It Fixed
It Breaks Again
When I try To Walk
In The Fashion Of A Hen