_The following poem was written originally on tissue paper with a wire
nail._
I was born about ten thousand years ago.
There isn’t a doggone thing that I don’t know.
I played “ring around the roses,”
With Peter, Paul, and Moses,
And I’ll choke the guy that says it isn’t so.
I once saw Satan as he looked the garden o’er.
I saw Adam and Eve kicked out of the garden door.
Through the bushes I was peeking
At the apple they were eating,
And I’ll swear I was the guy who ate the core.
Queen Elizabeth she fell in love with me.
We were married in Milwaukee secretly.
I tired of her and shook her
And went with General Hooker
To fight mosquitoes down in Tennessee.
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Whuzzat?
The Patagonian Pee Wee is now described as a small bird of the Andes
which stands on its head during severe storms and huddles under its feet.
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_We are still looking for a mate to the gink who quit drinking coffee
because the spoon handle hit his eye._
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Such a busyness!
Such a blondeness!
Such a dizzyness!
Such a fondness!
Such a kissyness!
Wife’s on t’us!
Such a pretty mess!
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