I hate dull poems with no point That makes no cents at all I intend to laff it off and Blame the alcohol.
Yes, Jaegar Bombz and Jello Sots As far as i can tell, Are fool fuel to propel my work George Strait to Poem Hell.
I was gettin’ almost sober, SO Had another Jaegar, and a beer (or two) Lean closed to George and whispered in his ear I’m here for a good time – juss like u
Yeah Iss country singin’ at is best If u king n rite the kind that sell But I get;n kinda sleepy Stink my peom bombses swell.
SO moreally the story, if you right pomes wen yur drnuk Beddter wate till til the mmornnimg lite To post it post it post it tooo That Hallowed Pomes site LwP$@Qx)911 ^^(
the last couple were pretty serious, needed a laffer ;-)