(2014)
#Funny #SandwichShort
There was a man once Who did not step on cracks’ For the fear he had Of breaking his back He’d hop and he’d skip
He was deemed the greatest no arme… Before his first fight ever begun He may have lost every match But he’s the best, and only one
Watch were you’re going Don’t stare at your feet For every smile that you pass Is one you’ll never meet
This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…
No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined
If I was a ghost for a day There’s so much I would do Like fill the sinks with orange ju… And take everyone’s left shoe Id paint pink polka dots
Maybe just one more piece What could possibly go wrong It won’t really make a difference Oh dear it’s all gone...
Peter piper picked a pot of hasenpfeffer Drank it down, took another round It couldn’t get any better Peter went back to the market
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
When you look at the world flat You see nothing but squares It all looks the same Lines all put in pairs Faces look straight
Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips
There once was a man from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…
Make a cake Don’t make a sigh Make a friend Don’t make a lie Make a plan
Mr.Pierce had 36 eyes 27 boxes of tissues In case he cries 18 pairs of glasses For when he reads
