Apples at the Chapel
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Playground Poetry
Today on the way back from the leaf dump I heard Cenny singing this ditty:
Shame. Shame, Shame
I don't want to go to Mexico anymore. more, more
There is a naked Michael Jackson at the door, door, door
He grabbed me by the hips, and kissed me on the lips
Shame. Shame, Shame
I don't want to go to Mexico anymore. more, more
Classic and scary. I guess that the Family Guy running joke that creepy old people are accepted is so true.
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