Not mine
A general noticed one of his soldiers behaving...
I went into space to see some
stars, there i gazed & gazed the britening...
It's my job as a receptionist,
to answer the calls and try not to miss...
Now its dark
There is no light...
There once was a boy name Jelly
Who have a large Santa Claus belly...
You start off slow,
then gradually get faster...
I flew to the moon in my rocket ship,
And gathered moon dust in a jar...
When my work is really dead,
I'd like to shoot me in the head...
Praise soda, the synthetically colored nectar
Pumped with sugar and empty calories...
Who's the guy with the smile,
who's the guy with the style...
My soft smelling angel wrap your wings around me...
Bind my wounds give me the power to do my duty...
Today we had ham sandwiches
meat and cheese all gooey inside...