Too Tan Tess

Too tan Tess was what they called her But not for the reason you think But of a misplaced "two" decal Stuck to her, after too much to drink Her moniker came hard for her With an untanned two on her head She said, "Well, I'll just keep tanning," "Till it's gone, this two that I dread!" She tanned more to cover it up After each time, just on the brink They all still call her too tan Tess But now, for the reason you think!

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Michelle Faulkner

Date: 5/4/2018 9:01:00 AM

Am I the only one who thinks people who go to tanning booths are just a little not-right in the head - still feel bad for poor Tess!

Pat Adams
Date: 5/4/2018 3:29:00 PM

Well, I get it. They want to look better but I'm not good with confined spaces. Looks too much like a coffin to me! Yeah, poor Tess sure was a mess! (Did ya see what I did there?)..............80)

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 5/2/2018 8:26:00 AM

Chuckles :))

Pat Adams
Date: 5/2/2018 5:46:00 PM

Thanks Mo!! Hope you had a fantastic day!

Jan Allison

Date: 5/1/2018 4:38:00 PM

lol Pat I wonder if she is the Tess Tickle I wrote about in a couple of limericks lol:-) hug Jan xx

Pat Adams
Date: 5/1/2018 4:55:00 PM

Ha! Sounds about like her luck, huh? This was one of those times my muse waited till I was almost asleep so I made some hasty notes! Too Tan Tess Tickle would have had a little more snap though!!