For Contest: Christmas Song Parody
Spinsor: Crystol Woods
13 December 2024
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My marriage; in danger No wife in my bed She slept with two geezers In our cattle shed I did suspect one guy Of making her stray She does what she pleases Much to my dismay The problem with knowing Is she often bakes So now I say, ”Jesus, That means no more cakes.” And yes it displeases That her roaming eye Has found a new lover… Like Tracy and I I’m sat eating cheeses For breakfast today My cooking ain’t clever And she’s gone away Then sounds from the stable I found my wife there But she was with Tracy And they were both bare
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