Ode To My Mullet
Oh mullet on high
How the end time with you is nigh
To shave you off would make me sigh
Make me quiver and make me cry
I love brown apple pie
My mullet, O so long and so frail
To lose you would leave me with no avail
You stink of gel and are of grandiose scale
Your front is curly and your back is like a tail
I have cut you and now I wail
2007-05-28 17:42:52 · 5 answers · asked by The Terminator 1 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
Very nice. :-D The one thing I would question is the use of the word "avail"...I think the context might be wrong.
2007-05-29 03:19:10 · answer #1 · answered by Liath 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
A work of superlative genius.
Note that I have starred your question and I have money.
A lick of gel on my D.A.
Will make it safe on breezy days
If the wind is enough to fell a tree
I use loctite superglue 3
2007-05-29 02:57:13 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Apple pie? You have got to be kidding me. This poem is really bad. I'm not trying to be harsh, I'm just trying to be honest.
2007-06-01 17:09:05 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
I love it!!! very funny
2007-05-28 17:57:51 · answer #4 · answered by strongarm479 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
incredible!
2007-05-28 19:31:33 · answer #5 · answered by ari-pup 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋