Trance Gin Dear
aka
HALLO WEENIE!
Police say a woman named Gidget
Took a fancy to a man's digit
She knew it would grow
But you ought to know
His digit now hangs on a midget!
Added by Belle Bellevue:
The midget was proud of his digit
He wondered just how Gidget did it
It hung to his knees
And swung in the breeze
Witch Gidget was wetting her britches
Copyright © Rico Leffanta | Year Posted 2022
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