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Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the bullshit on the walls...
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Here I sit,
On the pooper,
Giving birth,
To another state trooper.
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Here I sit, buns a-strainin'
Just gave birth to another Iranian.
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Here I sit, so broken hearted
Paid my dime and only farted.
Yesterday though,
I took a chance,
Saved my dime,
But shit my pants.
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There's no use standing on the seat.
The crabs in here can jump 6 feet.
There's no use going in the one next door.
The ones in there jump 6 foot four.
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How dry I am,
How wet I'll be,
If I don't find
The bathroom key.
So I find the key,
I open the door,
Oops! too late,
It's on the floor.
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If you sprinkle
while you tinkle,
please be neat
and wipe the seat.
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I wish I were the toilet paper,
In my girlfriend's hand.
So every time she wiped,
I could see the promised land!
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"No matter how much you wiggle,
no matter how much you dance,
the last two drops go down your pants!
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Hours have passed, I've merely parted,
Rump cheeks and effetely farted.
Those weak blasts of wind excluded,
Nothing concrete has extruded!
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