Where she gone?
Not seen her since I tried to chat her up?
If she don't show soon I will be forced to write endless poems and feature solo after guitar solo, and you know how painful those can be.
Oh where are you Russell? (is that with 2 lls?)
I bet she gone back to her husband. Oh why am I destined to live my life on my ownsome? Cruel cruel destiny.
I gonna practise my chat up lines from now on - be less forceful. All you lovers out there should pay attention to my posts regarding this issue from now on.
Short poem is deff called for:
Love is but a fleeting thing - not for the sane
Fleet here fleet there - so much pain
Tis like a love of chocolate you knows
You loves it but hell your arse sure grows
Be better if it tastes like s***
Cos you can eats too much of it
Be better for your ed and waistline too
Love is like an untamed animal - better off in the zoo
Too bed I go to ponder more
Wake up with my ed sore
Why? well I trained hard and drunk some booze
I so tired - I needs to snooze
Maybe tomorrow will bring fresh news on Russell
Prob from her husband wanting to wrestle
Life is so very complicated
See woman - go get mated
Tis the best way me thinks
Cos wooing stinks
Am knackered now and bed I go
Love is like training - like reps you know
Sometimes fast - sometimes slow
In the end though twill grow
What the fook am I talking about
I would like to know!
Bed!
Not seen her since I tried to chat her up?
If she don't show soon I will be forced to write endless poems and feature solo after guitar solo, and you know how painful those can be.
Oh where are you Russell? (is that with 2 lls?)
I bet she gone back to her husband. Oh why am I destined to live my life on my ownsome? Cruel cruel destiny.
I gonna practise my chat up lines from now on - be less forceful. All you lovers out there should pay attention to my posts regarding this issue from now on.
Short poem is deff called for:
Love is but a fleeting thing - not for the sane
Fleet here fleet there - so much pain
Tis like a love of chocolate you knows
You loves it but hell your arse sure grows
Be better if it tastes like s***
Cos you can eats too much of it
Be better for your ed and waistline too
Love is like an untamed animal - better off in the zoo
Too bed I go to ponder more
Wake up with my ed sore
Why? well I trained hard and drunk some booze
I so tired - I needs to snooze
Maybe tomorrow will bring fresh news on Russell
Prob from her husband wanting to wrestle
Life is so very complicated
See woman - go get mated
Tis the best way me thinks
Cos wooing stinks
Am knackered now and bed I go
Love is like training - like reps you know
Sometimes fast - sometimes slow
In the end though twill grow
What the fook am I talking about
I would like to know!
Bed!