Piece by piece,
Gonna cook him in grease,
Giving up on being nice,
Serving his member with rice…
He picks on me,
Can’t you see,
I am the little guy here,
Though I will make him of me fear…
In the middle of the night,
With a meat cleaver I will be in delight,
Finally to get my revenge,
If I cannot I will just use gasoline & it ignite…
© ed ~ 9/25/06
Susan
Barbecued cock-a-doodle-doo.
Yikes! I think I just got a fever, and my stomach is churning, and I crossed my legs too. Was Rufus the one to remove that portion? Good Doggy! (-:
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
No gasoline!
I'll eat salad with Tinka
You and Rufuz can have the rest....
Need it well done.....not pinky or red ED!!
Can I fix the salad??
Love Stinky
Sounds like The Battle of the Little Big Horn again...;)
Peter
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.