Excerp of My Earp Poem
From my poor poem had read an excerp;
Sounded so bad but still up they did slurp;
Syrup seemed slick,
So we had own pick;
With feet in stirrup would have a big burp;
Reason why along way up we would earp.
This all had happened while
he was being a little twirp,
And poor little singer never
learning how to chirp and
he had a lot of nirp.
Jim Horn
Young Yank Living In Younkers
Was an young Yank caught living in Younkers;
Ended up having willy's playing with wonkers;
And I do believe,
Insanity receive;
After he saw flying by some sexy big honkers,
Lost broom he brushed with and went bonkers