06-08-2006, 09:52 PM
My very favourite poem:
Her bouquet cleaved his hardened
shell
and fondled his muscled heart.
He imbibed her glistening spell
just before the other shoe
fell
I crack up every time I hear that:P
Her bouquet cleaved his hardened
shell
and fondled his muscled heart.
He imbibed her glistening spell
just before the other shoe
fell
I crack up every time I hear that:P
Ask me about Norwegian humour
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTs9SE2sDTw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTs9SE2sDTw