Swear Soap
If the kid's of today were still made to wash there mouth's out with soap
When they swore
What would we wash our hands with?
There would be none left
And if it made us go blind
We would all have guide dog's
For company
And a cheeky grin
Living in sin
But Sweet's do rot your teeth
So it's not all bull
Just don't swim after them
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2017
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