tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14981299.post-62159245857778254012008-07-10T03:08:00.000-07:002008-07-10T03:09:09.467-07:00Lucky Charms<p>
I went on a date with a woman who lacked<br>
Two eyebrows above her blue eyes.<br>
We got on quite well but I struggled to tell<br>
When she was expressing surprise.
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She didn't have eyebrows or patience for fools.<br>
She did have four legs and a tail.<br>
She kept them for luck. They stopped her pet cat<br>
From being blown away in a gale.
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The rabbit who lost his four legs and his tail<br>
Didn't have luck on his side,<br>
And neither did she when she lost her eyebrows.<br>
When they departed she cried.
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Our date was successful. We went out again.<br>
This happened when I was eighteen.<br>
But I don't know what I was eighteen of.<br>
I can't say what I once have been.
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A friend of mine used to be seventeen squirrels<br>
When he was just fifteen months old.<br>
As time passed he grew into one human being.<br>
This happens quite often, I'm told.
</p>Henry Seaward-Shannonnoreply@blogger.com