Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Big Jig #330
Big Jig Who are you trying to kid? Kid, The man has flipped his wig. Dig? Yes, God forbid, I failed at trig, Can you believe what Sig did? E equals what? … and M C squared, I'm ill prepared to even care But, if I dared to say a prayer, Perhaps, I could … … could jig big At least around this poem. |
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Big Jig #330
Big Jig #330
