Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Said the Rasta to the pastor
Can you go a little faster?
My voice has faded to a croak
And the joint’s going up in smoke

4 comments:

Hairline Fracture said...

Very funny! Not everyone can write limericks, and you did a good job here!

Maggie May said...

Rasta.... pastor, what a laugh....
I just got up to have a bath.
Yesterday was Warren Peace....
Sometimes you tell of aunt or niece...
You never fail to make me smirk
Your rhyme has always got some quirk!

Rhea said...

Oh, this was good. LOL Smokin'!

willow said...

You know, what I would really like is a sound clip of you quoting this in your Aussie accent...fasta and fasta.