I Spy Something Lumpy
I Spy Something Lumpy (or what I learned on the web today)
Somewhere in the Poconos
A lady was arrested
Her hiding place for heroin
Let’s say was double breasted
170 little bags
Somehow she did hide
For those of you math challenged
That’s 85 per side
Now I’m no fashionista
But even I can tell
85 bags of anything
And a bra will surely swell
So when cops pulled her over
She didn’t stand a chance
She might not have been so busted
Had she hid them in her pants
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2012
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