Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

She should never have tried painting her nails
After a pub crawl to see who could finish those ales
She painted her wrists and even her knuckles
And then she daubed all the fresh honeysuckles


Shadow said...

heee heee heeee, i've done that before...

Mental P Mama said...

I think I know her....

Lee said...

Instead of that red
She should have used pink
It would have looked less
Like blood in the sink


Brian Miller said...

lol. ah what a pub crawl will get you into...

Eddie Bluelights said...

Next morning she woke in a hell of a state
With nail varnish splashed all over her pate
She looked in the mirror and uttered harsh yells
When she saw her appearance, reminiscent of hell's.
Her nose was bright blue and her cheeks were loud red
Her eyebrows were yellow and green was her head.
One arm was jet black and one was bright pink
And her eyelashes purple everytime she did wink.
Some teeth were jet black and others dark yellow
It was such a turn off to her lovely young fellow.
She looked at her nails and then nearly fainted
When she saw she had missed them and they were unpainted.
She shouted out loud and proceeded to scream
And to her relief she awoke from her dream.