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Stank Breath and Funky Shoes Blues

I was at the soda shop the other day.
Met a cute girl there by the way,
Only thing about that I can see 
She had terrible stank breath...whooooeee !

On top of that, when I could again peruse, 
I gathered my wits and looked for advice I could choose.
But nothing came, so what did I have to lose.
So I sidled up beside that pretty thing 
that’s when I saw those funky shoes.

Oh man, stank breath and funky shoes, 
how on earth could a sane man choose
to woo that thing and maybe lose, 
to a bait of stank breath and funky shoes?

Well, I went to the Walmart store, 
and got stank breath stoppers, maybe ten or more.
I just didn’t want that stuff botherin’ me for shore
so I rubbed and I scrubbed til her feet were sore,
I most had blood dripping to the floor.
But I’ll tell you one thang, I had clean feet galore. 

Charles G. Henderson on the rampage again, Lord where is the Lone Ranger and Tonto? Where is Tarzan?
I maybe even need superman and the power rangers.  My funk has me towin’ the line,,,,,,,geeze grab me some of that krytonite stink stomper fast.... I’m leavin’, hep hep me Edith, no Carl you just stay where you are... I need edith.  
Oct. 7, 2019

My Latest Forte...this Oct. 7th,  2 days into being 83.  Gracious if I’d a knowed hit wuz this fine, Ida got a whole wad older...sooner.

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