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Date: Sunday, 1st September 2002 @ 04:21:18 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Robert_Edgar_Burns
I ate a bowl of soup,
Then had a great big salad.
But afterwards the waiter said,
My credit was not valid.
But, I was there with Cash.
You know, his name is Johnny.
We ran out of there before we had to hear,
The entertainment, Yanni!
Tweedle Dumm Dee,
My how I had to pee.
I forgot my bottle,
So stepped on the throttle,
Now I’m as wet as I can be.
Don’t trust your luck to that darn duck,
The one whose name is Donald.
For he will spit on the hamburger pit,
And then blame it on Ronald.
There was a deer named Rudolph,
Who thought that he could fly.
He jumped off of a mountain top,
Now we call him burger pie.
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