The King snapped the midget's poor neck,
You could hear it from even Quebec.
He fell on his head,
And the midget was dead,
So the King said "What the heck?"
THE END
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The God of Limericks grants you access to his majestic rhymes for great power.
No comments:
Post a Comment