There Once Was a Debaucher Named Georg… (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

There Once Was a Debaucher Named Georg…
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Yes, there once was fella (though we are not sure) Name of Georg, who drank a disgusting brew called Coors He said it was for his mental disease a cure His old mom & brothers were forced to pay it for In the house we all do remain for the very, very poor…J He writes of having a Bar-B-Cue Bringing all sorts of Mallorca stuff to screw These ladies & I use that term loosely Are, to say the most, quite large, taking on at a time two I cannot imagine where he did find them Unless they are from the hippo cage at the local zoo…J Anyway, he is still our brother And even though P-wee & I wish we had another We have to live with this debaucher & his ladies And all the complaints we get from the zoo Someday I swear, he will end up living permanently in Hades, But then again what the hell else is new…J © ed J 7/28/08

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on July 29, 2008

You rock SIR the dare devil YOU!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Well well Mama is gonna beat your butts if you don't get along better than that. We all know we can pick our friends but not our relatives,lol. So write something nice about Georg now. thank you for sharing,

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

I see you and Edvard are squabbling again - I guess I'm gonna have to tell Ma.

PS When did you shave your beard??!! And Pink is definitely your color, Bro - Nice Hat!!

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

I gonna get you for this one you stinking Jersey brat after all the good things I said bout ya and your BBQ you rotten misbehaved spoiled snotty of a brother, wait 'til PeeWee hear 'bout it you manhandling his kind of girls...

Georg

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on July 28, 2008

A was only kiddin, I didn't know wow baut this when I wrote about Mallorca, jee man , this is really heavy, you best hide though , he be comin looking for ya, good luck, it's been nice knowing ya Jersey.

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Think your are surely in some kind of trouble over this one. Why did you have to write it? It isn't nice to your brother Georg at all. Time will tell, what they think of it. So far, no takers except little old lady me. Where is Rufuz at? Is it too hot for him?