Well fucl<

[Mortimer]

Oh my God.







!!


Get outta heah.









And now......





......Stopping By Pretty Legs On A Drug Induced Evening

Whose pretty legs these are I think I know.
I thought I saw them performing in the village though;
What are they doing here
Whatever else there was; was covered up by snow.

My little noodle thought it queer
To see such pretty legs without a CWD bar near
I brushed away snow covering more like a vanilla cake
To reveal the rest of the Playmate of the year.

Too good to be true, I thought it a mistake
I saw I found the dancer called Thebby Shake
Sleeping in the forest and sleeping so pretty as to make one weep
The woods are lovely,dark and deep ( =;> )

And oh boy would I be shot for these thoughts that now do seep
Lucky me...I have made no promises to keep,
And I will smile a LOT before I sleep,
And I will smile a LOT before I sleep,

[blackthroatedwind]

You are perverting a poem my Dad used to recite at the dinner table.


















At least I quoted Dylan.


























Bob.........not Thomas.

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by blackthroatedwind

You are perverting a poem my Dad used to recite at the dinner table.


















At least I quoted Dylan.


























Bob.........not Thomas.

Did he really?





Geez..that's amazing.






"Bob...not Thomas."


Fine work.




Well...it was meant to be lightly taken ,but still show Thebby in a very positive light.




I must now go deeper into a simmering asparagus cajoled trance.....and top off the evenings Thebby prose.