Dirty am I…
My hair is dirty,
My feet do stink,
My crotch is, well let’s not go there,
My body in need of soap and water,
My mind in need of a flushing in the sink…
Weekends I do not bathe,
Unless I have something to do,
Or someplace to go, Rufuz does rue,
He hates the weekends; it surely does reek in here,
I can’t smell the self; I don’t smell my own poo…
I just like to relax; I have some money, but refuse to spend,
I must save it for the coming week, don’t want someone to me, to lend,
So I must not use it, have no place to go, so no reason to bathe,
Eventually the dirt I will have to cut off, possibly using a lathe…
© ed ~ 10/24/04
Stinky but okay..lol!!
Love Stinky!!
You are silly
Gross write but funny
LMAO
William ....Peace Brother
Take care,
Sherry