Close your mouth,
it's rude to stare.
Don't lick your fingers!
I despair.
Use
wooden dippers,
if you're tasting honey.
No! Don't you smirk...THIS isn't funny!
AND
get your feet from
OFF...THAT...TABLE!
You'll get spanked hard.
(I'm more than able)
And suddenly...
the elusive please word heard
...un(miss)takable.
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 3:52 PM UTC
Close your mouth,
it's rude to stare.
Don't lick your fingers!
I despair.
Use
wooden dippers,
if you're tasting honey.
No! Don't you smirk...THIS isn't funny!
AND
get your feet from
OFF...THAT...TABLE!
You'll get spanked hard.
(I'm more than able)
And suddenly...
the elusive please word heard
...un(miss)takable.
Written for a competition, still making me laugh!
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