Trala Trala
by
Richard Reed Jr
copyright 05-13-2006
Age Rating: 16 to 127
I went to the doctors trala trala
They looked way up in my arse
said they you've got cancer trala trala
But fret not it's still very sparse
And we're doctors trala trala
The doctors they told me trala trala
we can't help it we must be zealots
'cause we're doctors trala trala
So we'll shoot you with radioactive pellets
'cause we're doctors trala trala
Before my procedure trala trala
They wanted to find the bottom of it
They gave me some potion trala trala
For three days and three nights I did shit
There wasn't a bottom to it trala trala
The procedure went funky trala trala
So they took my money and fled
Now my friends ask me why trala trala
From my asshole protrudes my head
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I am not sure whether I should just gape in silent amusement or laugh out loud...
This is, umm... intereating to say the least. Definatly not a subeject matter I would have written about, so creativity points to you there!
-stares at the poem a little longer-
-snickers-
-hands Rich a package of Cottonelle and a creme soda.-
Cheers!
Oh my God you are too funny! Funny, funny, funny, oh by the way, I know what else is funny, if I had a dicinary I would tell but look it up it will tell you, Now that's funny! But I think you just made a whole new definition of funny. Ha ha. Great write, good job, very bold, thanks,