Note: The first person to send me some paper money, gets to rename this poem! ( And yes I collect worthless old and devalued paper money!!! )
I bought a box of thermometers on sale When asked how many degrees I have..... I reply........ many Too many to even count When I explained this to a friend..... He replied you are a very sick man I smiled and said…… well I have enough of my own thermometers to tell me that! I met a woman who is in the army, we dated She is English and has the rank of Major I gave her a free thermometer...... Now I have a Major in English degree This poem you see here is for sale Written by me, with many degrees Of witt and humor plain to see Until you pay me A Free Verse this shall be
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