Boys, before the ensuing gunfight does transpire
Smear the couch with jello and set it on fire
Aww, look at the sweet gray haired old lady
Surely she can’t be involved in something shady
But her looks are there to deceive
And a nasty shock you will receive
If you do not trust to a hunch
You just might end up being lunch
Hey lady, if you don’t want to end up in jail
Then down the road you must hightail
Hiding in the closet you will surely be caught
And then all your plans will be for naught
But it looks like curtains for granny and her vines
So I’ll stop here as I’m running out of rhymes.
Thank you, cold sooner, margueritem(my pleasure).
Thank you Mr. Curtis. I certainly look forward to the challenge.
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October 25, 2017
Boys, before the ensuing gunfight does transpire
Smear the couch with jello and set it on fire
Aww, look at the sweet gray haired old lady
Surely she can’t be involved in something shady
But her looks are there to deceive
And a nasty shock you will receive
If you do not trust to a hunch
You just might end up being lunch
Hey lady, if you don’t want to end up in jail
Then down the road you must hightail
Hiding in the closet you will surely be caught
And then all your plans will be for naught
But it looks like curtains for granny and her vines
So I’ll stop here as I’m running out of rhymes.
Thank you, cold sooner, margueritem(my pleasure).
Thank you Mr. Curtis. I certainly look forward to the challenge.