News Flash
Canadian Buzzard Almost Cooked

Me the buzzard, almost cooked
With fear for my behind, I take a look
Yes !, I see my butt is thankfully still there
Although no feathers are on it, it's now bare

Stop drop and roll, to put that darn fire out
My backside burning, as I frantically dance about
Unfortunately I have given new meaning, to shake your booty
Glad I didn't eat beans, for I would hate to be tooting

That Mouth of the South, laughed as I rolled about !!
She could at least help, ~ put the blasted fire out
The Great Canadian Buzzards, goose is cooked
That's how the headlines, would have looked

But I escaped, yes with all my important parts
Again I must say, I'm glad I didn't have the farts
It would give brand new meaning to, ~ this is a gas
Just glad I got away and fortunately saving my ass

Thanks goes out, to those brave Canadian Firemen
They haven't lost a house foundation yet
Although,~ we do have wooden ones now

Ray Hamilton
Now Known As
{ The Great Canadian Buzzard }
© Copyright 6 / 2009
All rights Reserved

My New Email: thebuzzard at hottail.ca  :)

Please read the poem, that gave birth to this one
So You Think it's HOT
by
The Infamous Mouth Of The South
AKA
Donna DeLong Matthews