Hickery, dickery, dock!
The mouse ran up the clock:
The clock struck one,
the mouse ran down…
Hickery, dickery, John Kerry is an opportunistic scumfingerer.
Brilliant, I’m going to practice this with my three year old tonight. The beauty of it is that there isn’t a single naughty word. Well, except “dickery”. But we’ll work through it; Thanks Jeff!!
Brilliant, I’m going to practice this with my three year old tonight. The beauty of it is that there isn’t a single naughty word. Well, except “dickery”. But we’ll work through it; Thanks Jeff!!
NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND!
protein wisdom: it’s all for the children™
Itsy bitsy spider ran up the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sun and dried up all the caliche
Then Dumbya LIED LIED LIED about the rain.
You read my mind, Paul. Next time you’re in there, can you tell me if you see my keys anywhere?
Scumfingerer? Ew.
That doesn’t rhyme. Ur a suckee poet.
There once was a senator from Nantucket….
no, wait, that’s a limerick.
son of a b!tch that was funny.
How about this one:
Diddle diddle dumpling, Candidate John.
Went to bed with no convictions on.
One day off, one day on
Diddle Diddle Dumpling, “which side am I on?”
or perhaps this:
Little JFK wanna be
sat in his SUV
Eating His Damned French Fries.
A photographer passed him by
Kerry offered a fry
And said the “Ride’s not mine.
Really.”
Maybe this one?
Little John Kerry
Sat among the Barry’s
And told them he was on their side.
Marion smiled wide, offered John some advice:
“Smoke it if you’ve got it, just leave the Feds outside.”
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Suger is sweet,
And so is that zipper pull.
Sugar. Sugar. Sugar.
SarahW- I am gonna remember that one for later…
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