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Weapons Of Choice
Beer and hockey don't mix
That's for darn sure,
Neither does throwing soccer balls
That's very immature.
Put that five iron back
In your golf bag,
I swear I'll use my cricket stick on you
That, or my brick filled dishrag.
You think that hockey stick scares me
No, I think not,
That hard puck don't scare me neither
Stop acting like a bigshot.
I'll go into my house
And get my trusty baseball bat,
That'll make ya run for sure
Ya filthy stinking rat.
I'll grab an ice cold beer
And sit here on the ice,
I've got MY weapon of choice
Oh yeah, it goes down rather nice.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.7/2005
Scott here's another one for ya. EH? :oP Leave the "Smarties" alone. LOL I wrote this for a friend in another poetry site.
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