Little Bundle Of Joy
My little bundle of joy
Has a face like a boil,
It scampers after me
Down the hall,
It bites me on the ankles
And on the balls,
I hit it with my walking stick
But on and on it crawls,
I hide inside the toilet
But it burrows through the walls,
I curse the day I bought it
At the shopping mall!
Submitted: February 12, 2018
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Sharief Hendricks
Hilarious !
Wed, June 24th, 2020 10:20amAuthor
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Thanks Sharief, it's amazing what you can buy with Mastercard!
Wed, June 24th, 2020 5:47am