Sandgoanna Blue
SandGoanna Blue
Blue sky they said, it was overhead,
not like the Los Angles pink.
Sangoanna walked by,
with a black an blue eye.
I asked him what do you think?
I’ve been into it too,
with cattle dog blue.
Hi think he gave me an hernia,
I fanged him a bit,
dummy cared not a bit,
think’s, I’m getting a little bit wormier.
He staggered away, in a wobbly way,
Old blue was just bound to snicker,
Went to the fowlhouse,
Just past the outhouse,
Sucked eggs, dodged Rooster,
a bit quicker.
Almost Francines con. got sidetracked.
Don Johnson 29-june-11
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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