I remember the last time,
His tongue he stuck out,
You put pepper on it & thyme,
He didn’t stop gagging & choking,
For a whole day or just about…
Apparently his lesson he didn’t learn,
Maybe you could teach him again,
This time use something that will his tongue burn,
Ma, ya gotta be with this guy quite stern…
He tells me all sorts of bad things ‘bout old brother Edvard(k),
Just cause he ain’t around and defend himself he can’t,
He’s even told me about your garden & what you do there grow,
Even has he said that you grow the special plant,
That you save for me when I visit, I swear last night he was on a rant…
© ed ;-) 3/14/09
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Edvard(k)
PS. When that pigeons squadron come look up and open your mouth!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Fee
Check out my new Waffle House story, you guys are given an honorable mention in it. Loved this one, cool as heck pranksters here. What about the one where they filled a straw with death burning hot sauce and stuck it back into somebody's drink?
ED, you rock, dude!
Starman
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Sandie Angel :o)
I had brothers just like you
and suffered the consequences
Peace be with you Brother
William
Yet, Again, Bro!
You must be smokin some of that old Canuck weed now that Jasmin sent you - I hear folks in them deep dark woods really hallucinate smokin that stuff.
And while I got you here, Ma wants to know what the hell she's supposed to do with all the damned duct tape she's been collecting for you and your spaceship.
And who gave you that picture - Edvard??!!
PS Go outside about 5 this afternoon, and look up - I'm sendin my pigeon squadron your way - with a very nice surprise!
Brother Pee Wee