You will be speaking to me,
If your troubled & you feel like a bubble,
Come & say what me to see,
I'm not Santa Claus, I'm not a nanny, I'm not a plaster,
but what I am is your master.
Hello hello what do we have here,
A demented ear,
Can we hear,
Not so clear.
You say I'm crazy
I say your crazy
So now we're both crazy together
A little girls mind
Seriously my pony doesn't poop glitter,
Am I bootiful,
What does my back look like,
Mummy ma chocolate has gone,
Oh right I ate it all.
An old grandpas mind
Woo new year 1972 wha I'm a century back,
I never should of trusted those backed beans the would send me into the future,
How old am I again oh yeah 22,
#GrandpaStyle
cool pooping glitter pony (lol)
ReplyDeleteOh yes & it pees glue
Deletehow?by the way dose it eat cookies
DeleteExelent i like the pony poem and the sit down one!
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