Aunty Acid swung the swatter
And made her hubby Walt’s eyes water.
Claiming the skeeter wasn’t dead
She slapped him more times on the head.
“Golly, Dear, my head’s so sore
Must you slap me anymore?”
Said Aunty A, “This one’s so tough
A mere few swats were not enough.
So be quiet and just endure it,
This bug must die, I will ensure it!”
That he took the presidency is due to a mere strange fluke in our electoral system within a so-called Democracy.
Doesn’t this situation weigh at all on the conscience of Conservatives?
The front row contains all you can ET. The back row contains refried Bens.
I still have some of the special pencils provided with the “Venus Paradise” sets.
And it’s no-calorie.
The middle might be slightly raw, and ick-tacky-doughy.
Microbiologists still like to wear paisley. It reminds them of microscope slides.
Safari, so bad. Does Leo have a Driver’s License to Kill?
Smart kid — he’s deep in the heartburn of taxes.
Aunty Acid swung the swatter
And made her hubby Walt’s eyes water.
Claiming the skeeter wasn’t dead
She slapped him more times on the head.
“Golly, Dear, my head’s so sore
Must you slap me anymore?”
Said Aunty A, “This one’s so tough
A mere few swats were not enough.
So be quiet and just endure it,
This bug must die, I will ensure it!”