To the tune of "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean"
My Bonnie looked into a gas tank,
The height of its contents to see!
She lit a small match to assist her,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
I know, it's kind of morbid, but I thought it was funny. It's my fortune of the day, y'know. :)
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Poetry
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