Random Poems

Sunday 9 June 2013

Fatty & Skinny

Fatty & Skinny

Jack Spratt was a skinny chap,
His wife was a fat old hen.
When they stood beside each other,
They resembled the number 10.
And when they had the money,
They would go out on the town.
They never needed to hire a cab,
Jack would just roll her around.
When Jack's wife wanted a baby,
Poor Jack, never before been laid,
He ordered a big bag of flour,
Which he'd need to find his way.
He dusted her with the powder,
And found her holiest of caves,
But her fat rolls swallowed him up;
And he didn't come out for days!




By J. Barrett

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