There's a champ West Coast Swinger named Dougal
who six-counts whilst playing the bugle
His talent's immense
And he always talks sense
Hell, he can spin whilst surfing on Google!!!
best
johnnyman
There's a champ West Coast Swinger named Dougal
who six-counts whilst playing the bugle
His talent's immense
And he always talks sense
Hell, he can spin whilst surfing on Google!!!
best
johnnyman
The lyrical thread carries on,
Rocky's prose seem to go on until dawn;
his rebuts against Caro
can't cut to the marrow
and most are simply met with confused scorn.
I'm tempted to post some more rhyme,
but I fear I don't have the time;
I've finished my tea
and need to go for a wee
before going dancing with many fine quine {<- aberdonian dialect}
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