Just sharing a small portion of a big poem that I am writing, which one of my friends wishes to make into a song. Me and my friends are having a good laugh so far.
Enjoy
THE SENILE EIGHT A NEW TAKE
Hey Sketchy Scotchie
Join the call to party
let us drink the Macallan tonight
And babble about new light
get hold of the typist too
let him see holy spirit (alcohol) pour
and type it all in a fervour
(stage is set to the party)
TopShelf Tony is in Kilts
while Jackass is in tight pants
Mr Herd is in sheeps clothing
Losch has come in slacks
Letts is unsure what to wear
So he has a suitcase
Cook is just a cookie
So he is in a one-sie
indecisive is our Sands
So he turns up in Hot- pants
In a jacket-suit is Mr splane
So he just looked all plain
(the party begins, the spirit flows freely)
TopShelf Tony:
"how is the scotch going down?
had to pay a pretty penny
and the icing on the cake is
I got recorded away
and got my face plastered
all over the internet that sunday.
Tried my best, to say the least,
Yet it is not going away".
Jckass:
The scotch is in good taste
Thank u, it wont go to waste.
cant say that of your video
ofcourse I saw it too!
They made a right fool of you!
With it being a Sunday
how could you be such a fool
People knowing we are gods tool
Although it would seem presumptous
but I say it anyway
Zing