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Rosie's Affair

Rosie played the Hammond Organ at the church This week she left us in a real lurch For Rosie went off with one of those vaccum salesmen Who turned her eye wearing Spandex boxer shorts on tight skin The choir director will be in dire straits Because a mouse built his house in the organ with his mate We placed a listern soaked tissue in there Hoping it will stink those meese away __that pair Now Rosie's husband is one medicine for insomnia and emotional pain He's drifting in and out of being nearly insane I heard some tid bits the other day At the convention for women only what can I say Well this is it, "Rosie's now playing gigs At the "Wormholes" all night club where truckers park their own rig." It's right next to those lunar craters Where in their kitchen at night the vacuum salesman peels potatoes That night they saw a UFO land and steal nuclear waste And this was beyond half-past eight When Rosie wined and dined her friends She told them the whole weird story..The End.. Believe it or not your choice....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/29/2010 1:30:00 PM
Many congratulations Sara on your fine win in Catie's contest. The imagination using the words and phrases made wonderful reading >> James
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Date: 6/28/2010 4:13:00 PM
Congrats Sara on your HM in the Wacky Weekend contest with this awesome write for your honor using those dynamic words so well.. enjoy ..with luv..
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Date: 6/28/2010 10:08:00 AM
Congratulations Sara on your win in Catie Lindsey's contest "Wacky Weekend Challenge". Love, Carol
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Date: 6/27/2010 12:47:00 PM
funny one, enjoyed reading today!! YOu topped me!
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Date: 6/27/2010 12:46:00 PM
funny one, enjoyed reading today!! YOu topped me!
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Date: 6/27/2010 9:21:00 AM
This is a priceless piece of ingenuty. This one is TRULY out-or-sight. I'm still seaching those moon craters hoping to get a taste of home fries......??????? Love, daver
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Date: 6/27/2010 7:43:00 AM
oh wow, that made me laugh. now thats no way to act in church.hahaha! & also, the young boy in ". . ." got killed, not by someone, but hit by a moving car.. good luck, its funny. ~Always&ForeverLynette
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Date: 6/26/2010 9:41:00 PM
Applause, applause, Sara, if you managed to get every strange word into this poem, I am almost POSITIVE this is gonna be number one winner. I have not read many of these, but this one is FUN and even makes sense in its sily way.LOVE It, Andrea
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Date: 6/26/2010 3:38:00 PM
As Scully and Mulder would have said, "I want to believe." You had me laughing reading this witty poem, Sara. Isn't it amazing how many different scenarios have been developed using the titles of Tom Bell's poems? Nice job! Love, carolyn
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Date: 6/26/2010 2:41:00 PM
i bet you never smoked or took a drink in your life your mind is so keen. and you must be a joy to be around. your humor is fantastic. John H Loving III p.s. mice
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Date: 6/26/2010 2:33:00 PM
Hahaha! Funny! (I mean, tisk, tisk-Poor Rosie!;) Good luck in the contest!
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Date: 6/26/2010 1:42:00 PM
Wow! Rosie had some kind of an adventure from church chior, to truck stop,,the UFO made me chuckle a bit.. Nice story Sara, really enjoyed it,..p.d.
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