DISCLAIMER: I did not come up with this poem. It is written by a guy named Marco. He has two blogs and this one comes from one of them. I've added links to them - so go check them out.
I'm putting this poem up for two reasons - one is that I found it funny and clever and two is that I can appreciate a good cutlet because I too am a Wog (cleverly disguised as a skip). Enjoy!
I'm putting this poem up for two reasons - one is that I found it funny and clever and two is that I can appreciate a good cutlet because I too am a Wog (cleverly disguised as a skip). Enjoy!
I like cutlets, yes I do.
They come from a cow, that goes moo.
I like them crumbed, I like their batter.
I’ll have a cutlet that’ll make me fatter.
Dipped in egg and maybe flour.
I could eat them every hour.
I like cutlets, yes I do.
When I don’t get them I go “boo hoo hoo”.
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