My brother took my coke away, He said because he had a thirst. Wonder if I should have told him That I had shaken it up first?
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“You don’t need a parachute to skydive.” That was my good friend’s advice. “Why wear a cumbersome parachute? Unless you plan on jumping twice.”
He learned to paint just yesterday This un-artistic friend of mine, He sought to paint the rising sun When it began to shine. The scene he picked for such as he, Could have been a bit more subtle, It seems that he has now become An artistic puddle.
“Oh, no,” he said to his little girl, “That light was red, and I drove right through!” “Well it must be all right,” she told him, “‘Cause the cop behind us did it too!”
Does a crocodile, When he eats someone Always shed a tear? I think I know How to find out But I’ll need a volunteer.