Tie Dye in July
It was quite a hot day in July.
Joe came to our picnic in tie dye.
That shirt looked so crappy
we all lost our happy,
and the little kids started to cry.
“Take your shirt off if you wish to dine,”
we then told him, but things were not fine,
for tattooed on his chest
was what looked like a vest
with his shirt’s awful tie dye design!
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