Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

One Bung Lung

Incredibly hung , 
with the one bung lung,
And kidneys not quite a failing,

He went to the dentist ,
Tooth reefed out, 
Sucked ciggys without inhaling.

The guys in the bar,
Sucked on cigars, 
Checked him, the toilet, ha,

Were enthral led with , 
The girth n gift ,
“how come it are”

Said, “Wear no jocks,
Or stinking feet socks,”
Too big for the average shiela,

She took one quick look,
Went back to her book,
Said jam it in a jam jar.
Aha.

Don Johnson
watch out for the jammy jars, 
plum jam or apricot good tuckers are, 
but not 4 jamming Jimmy...ha,
 not 4 jamming Jimbob... 

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Jack Ross Jr. August 20, 2011 at 12:44 AM LMAO, quite the daring write Mate....with love...old Jack

Elizabeth Wesley August 19, 2011 at 6:54 PM Funny verse Don, you spin a good yarn.

John Smith August 19, 2011 at 4:59 AM Funny. It's so hard to impress women. Like the cadence and the rhymes.

Nancy Jones August 19, 2011 at 2:45 AM my kinda woman! Have a beauty day, Don Johnson :)

Poet Destroyer A August 19, 2011 at 12:56 AM wow! well off I hope.. Don., nice and the ending made me chuckle... lol..not jammed...p.d. Don Johnson August 19, 2011 at 5:21 AM watch out for the jammy jars, plum jam or apricot good tuckers are, but not 4 jamming Jimmy...ha, not 4 jammin Jimbob...