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I knew a lady once, whose name was Mandy
Smelt like candy but a little self conscious was she
Well, a kiss turned to a cuddle, a cuddle to a fondle
and everything was just dandy
But as the barometer rose, I travelled south
during that passionate moment
Screamed out loud I did! For she was no longer Mandy,
but now a very big Andy - built like a big malley bull was Mandy
Well, I fired back north at the sheer fright of the sight of her consignment
I then bellowed at Mandy - but she was still randy
She wanted to play cowgirls, demanding I be the horse of course
to align her saddle on a bucking steed she called Kent
But in total rage, I pointed my tall man and said
You’ll never get my bucking steed you call Kent
For I’ve never dated a Mandy and with that I fled
Or perhaps it’s Andy that I meant.
Copyright © - Steve Goldsmith 2011
Hi Plathological liar. It's actually hard to read aloud because everytime I do, I and everyone else just roar laughing. But one day I will......I'll need a few sherbets under my belt first LOL.
I've posted another one that rhymes natually also. It's called "Crimes of Rhythms and Rhymes" and is a youtube vid. Feel free to listen to and comment.
Hey Plathological Liar, I've just uploaded the vid here (would have preferred to have done it to music, but not that technologically gifted):
Thanks Jon. If you want to know how it sounds, I've uploaded a vid here (would have preferred to have done it to music):