This is as dishonest as I can get,
this verse I would quit,
and on the sofa I'd sit.
I wouldn't  even do any
pushing and shoving,
only sweet romantic loving.

Hugging and kissing,
a lot of iddle wishing,
once a year I'd go fishing.
fishing for trout,
throw a wish out,
pull one back in,
then do it again.

The line broke
the monkey got choked,
before the fish got stroked.
I'd have a wish meal,
climb up a large hill,
then bungy jump for a thrill.
Dig up daddy's grave,
 tell him he should behave.

Honest Injun

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