ALWAYS CHECK YOUR TANK
Johnny Smiths gang had just robbed the town bank
With gang members scar face Mike, and old Hank
Their getaway car
Wasnt going far
Cos Hank forget to put gas in the tank...
SHIVER ME TIMBERS
An old pirate had woodworm in his leg
Wanted to go ashore for a new peg
As he walked down the gangway
His old withered stump gave way
He cursed as o'er the side went his rum keg...
It was Elaine Robinsons wedding day
Poor Ben shouted through the window "no way"
Mrs Robinson just glared
All the congregation stared
As Elaine and Ben made their getaway...
A window cleaner was cleaning the glass
Spied the owner in bed with a young lass
Asked could he join in the fun
Saw the owner get his gun
Now cant sit cos of buckshot in his a.s.s...
Written 1st September 2020.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2020
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