Mad Dog and Dannon Sitting in a Tree Fire the cannon at Tweedle de Dee. Tweedle de dum says what's that I see The ghost of St Augusteen coming in to me.
Keep a half liter with you Don't forget Cry me a river if you lose the bet.
Plenty of fluids That's what they say Antony and the Druids they must obey
What about the chow fun ? What about Bok Choy ? Don't wet your pants when you run Don't try to be so coy
and the Okie girls go: "Mancho muncho boobledebah ! Boogers in the sinus, farts in the spa! It can't be helped It must be done So down with your britches and out with your bum. Global warming's time has come."
And Chuck Norris says: "Fight to win Ride your Schwinn Gun, gang, that's all I want Consolidate your forces write the manuals go with the forces Tougher pussycats Gelded Horses The wizards and dingbats Have run their courses. My tears will heal Give me Emma Peel Lashed to the wheel and Jesus- Wrote me a Letter. Well, he wrote me a letter said he couldn't live without me no more Listen Mr can't you see I got big guns and I can kick down your door. Squash your face on the floor Kiss my west point ring My fightin' name's Bing I won't show you a thing because Jesus wrote me a Letter Jesus wrote me a Letter."
Stand up and be counted : The worst is over we ate the stew Eyeliner anger is their shepherd too Lo tho you wander Lo tho you ponder When Moses came down The grinch got outta town Garlic baby Garlic girl Garlic rose polish my pearl
mark is planning to print out that poem for his english class to analyze next week. i felt like sending a hug. no words, just a hug. et voila, there it was. i love your hugs, but i'll send it out to anyone in need. i'm a hug slut. not a back rup or hair dresser slut, but i do love a good (warranted) hug. and you, my friend, deserve it.
Ahhh...thank you very much baby. I love you! I love hugs too. I love slow dancin with you too. I must say our slow dance was much more emotional then the one with Matt. Hmmmm...
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Mad Dog and Dannon
Sitting in a Tree
Fire the cannon
at Tweedle de Dee.
Tweedle de dum says what's that I see
The ghost of St Augusteen coming in to me.
Keep a half liter with you
Don't forget
Cry me a river
if you lose the bet.
Plenty of fluids
That's what they say
Antony and the Druids
they must obey
What about the chow fun ?
What about Bok Choy ?
Don't wet your pants when you run
Don't try to be so coy
and the Okie girls go:
"Mancho muncho boobledebah !
Boogers in the sinus, farts in the spa!
It can't be helped
It must be done
So down with your britches
and out with your bum.
Global warming's time has come."
And Chuck Norris says:
"Fight to win
Ride your Schwinn
Gun, gang, that's all I want
Consolidate your forces
write the manuals
go with the forces
Tougher pussycats
Gelded Horses
The wizards and dingbats
Have run their courses.
My tears will heal
Give me Emma Peel
Lashed to the wheel
and Jesus-
Wrote me a Letter.
Well, he wrote me a letter
said he couldn't live without me no more
Listen Mr can't you see
I got big guns and I can kick down your door.
Squash your face on the floor
Kiss my west point ring
My fightin' name's Bing
I won't show you a thing
because
Jesus wrote me a Letter
Jesus wrote me a Letter."
Stand up and be counted :
The worst is over we ate the stew
Eyeliner anger is their shepherd too
Lo
tho you wander
Lo
tho you ponder
When Moses came down
The grinch got outta town
Garlic baby
Garlic girl
Garlic rose
polish my pearl
You are the king! I love that picture! I think I cried for three days after you left!
Yeh me too, well maybe only two days and not until after the Beeb concert... but
OK I didn't openly weep
but I missed her a lot.
mark is planning to print out that poem for his english class to analyze next week. i felt like sending a hug. no words, just a hug. et voila, there it was. i love your hugs, but i'll send it out to anyone in need. i'm a hug slut. not a back rup or hair dresser slut, but i do love a good (warranted) hug. and you, my friend, deserve it.
Ahhh...thank you very much baby. I love you! I love hugs too. I love slow dancin with you too. I must say our slow dance was much more emotional then the one with Matt. Hmmmm...
It's all yours!
damn straight!
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