X-Ray Glasses
(This is a fictional poem)
I bought a pair of X-ray vision glasses.
I could see women's breasts and asses.
I was surprised to learn that the X-ray vision glasses really worked.
A lady got even when she learned that I was acting like a jerk.
She set fire to my X-ray vision glasses and I cussed and hollered.
She destroyed my glasses that cost four hundred dollars.
I was angry and I told her that she looked like a chimp.
She attacked me and now I walk with a limp.
I told her that she had big warts on her ugly face.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a can of mace.
After spraying me in the eyes, it took two hours for me to be able to see.
Don't buy X-ray vision glasses or you may end up like me.
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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