Who Did It Bit By Bit?
Right is happy today. Did you know that at your bay? You better know that right is happy or you may make right sappy. Right is ready to play. No left allowed in the fray. Right! Onward we go. Time for the flow.
With this detection,
We have no direction.
Right up there with an erection,
That doesn't get an inspection.
What do you think?
Brought your mind to the brink?
Think it would be an tion post?
All gutter now at your coast?
Wrong times two.
Poor, poor you.
But right loves it.
You added bit by bit.
Bit by bit to what?
A growing golden hut.
It grew and grew and grew.
Fools gold shines over you.
Nope. Collectors all aglow.
They are a shiny foe.
Wrong times three.
Bit by bit getting to thee.
Right is in love.
Just see above.
Love and an erection.
My, what a weird section.
Wrong times four.
Quite the tour.
Not even a three hour one.
Ginger or Maryanne may find it fun.
The Skipper too.
Hey, we won't judge you.
Oops, meant stand erect.
Another wrong we detect.
What's with wrong?
Can't play along.
What's with right?
Erect through the night.
For wrong is dead.
Got that, Fred?
Dead wrong you are.
Now right goes harty har har.
How can wrong be dead? Why is it even said? Do you use dead wrong? Does right or wrong play along? Is wrong like a mutt? Does it play dead at every hut? Hey, right must love it. Can't be dead right with any fit. Also dead wrong gets the call. Maybe when you are right you can't fall? So dead you drop. Like Drop Dead Fred at a sockhop. Hopping in socks might be slippery too. Oh look, we found out how wrong died at our zoo. Wrong died at a sockhop pass. Yeah, I'm a crazy little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
With this detection,
We have no direction.
Right up there with an erection,
That doesn't get an inspection.
What do you think?
Brought your mind to the brink?
Think it would be an tion post?
All gutter now at your coast?
Wrong times two.
Poor, poor you.
But right loves it.
You added bit by bit.
Bit by bit to what?
A growing golden hut.
It grew and grew and grew.
Fools gold shines over you.
Nope. Collectors all aglow.
They are a shiny foe.
Wrong times three.
Bit by bit getting to thee.
Right is in love.
Just see above.
Love and an erection.
My, what a weird section.
Wrong times four.
Quite the tour.
Not even a three hour one.
Ginger or Maryanne may find it fun.
The Skipper too.
Hey, we won't judge you.
Oops, meant stand erect.
Another wrong we detect.
What's with wrong?
Can't play along.
What's with right?
Erect through the night.
For wrong is dead.
Got that, Fred?
Dead wrong you are.
Now right goes harty har har.
How can wrong be dead? Why is it even said? Do you use dead wrong? Does right or wrong play along? Is wrong like a mutt? Does it play dead at every hut? Hey, right must love it. Can't be dead right with any fit. Also dead wrong gets the call. Maybe when you are right you can't fall? So dead you drop. Like Drop Dead Fred at a sockhop. Hopping in socks might be slippery too. Oh look, we found out how wrong died at our zoo. Wrong died at a sockhop pass. Yeah, I'm a crazy little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on May 22, 2018 03:00
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