There once was a man named Deuce when he snused he snused loose snus he popped in a prilla layed his head on his pillow and was awakend by his wife with a noose.
That would be very funny if it hadn't happened to me a couple of nights ago!
There once was a man named Deuce when he snused he snused loose snus he popped in a prilla layed his head on his pillow and was awakend by his wife with a noose.
There was an old fella' named Bruce
Who got off the cigs with strong snus
He started to wonder
If Extreme and Thunder
Was the reason his bowels were now loose
There was an old fella' named Bruce
Who got off the cigs with strong snus
He started to wonder
If Extreme and Thunder
Was the reason his bowels were now loose
My own really wasn't a poem but it fit so well that I just had to post it
Technically all his plays were in in iambic pentameter, so your Hamlet quote is from a poem. As for PP, well, everything he says is poetry of one sort or another. :P
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