Hurricane, Hurricane get out of my face,
Or, I’ll spray in your eyes a can of bear mace,
Maybe you’d like that but, I’ll never know,
Because I have somewhere important to go,
Hurricane, Hurricane I’ve ten blocks to walk,
So, bring on your wind, hail and, general squawk,
For my wife had a baby whom I’m anxious to see,
And, no mere mortal storm comes between my family and me.
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Showing posts with label HURRICANE SATIRE. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HURRICANE SATIRE. Show all posts
Thursday, October 20, 2011
HURRICANE, HURRICANE GET OUT OF MY FACE
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FAMILY SATIRE,
HURRICANE,
HURRICANE HUMOR,
HURRICANE SATIRE,
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