Need a Bash With Frost and Nash
Need A Bash with Frost and Nash
While through ocean some smooth whale sails
Can people count all of the protruding scales
When whale so wisely went swimming by;
Have you ever seen one when ha was dry?
God granted a whale with a big, long tail
So swimming is be easy and never did fail
To find his way wherever he eventually goes;
If he's not a she should not say there she blows.
What if things were to require a confession
To God so He can answer our every question
And what if whale landed in my clean room
Would this make my mother fuss and fume.
James Truly Hilarious Thesarious Horn
Retired Veteran
A dash and small splash of Nash or why
does a hit have to many things smash?
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