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Wimpy drinks

Poetry By: RJohnson

Tags: Humor, Poem


Submitted:Dec 31, 2008    Reads: 115    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

When I went to a bar, I ordered a glass of Tang.

Ordering that wimpy drink got me beat up by a gang.

The next night I ordered a Shirley Temple and I got beat up again.

They beat me so hard that my lungs collapsed within.

The next week I ordered another wimpy drink and I paid.

They broke out all of my teeth because I ordered a pink lemonade.

What was done to me was evil and crude.

Now when I eat, I have to gum my food.

Every time I go to that bar, my ship is sure to sink.

If you want to stay healthy, don't order wimpy drinks.


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