Well?
Well?
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YOU wont be well as long as you got yer bucket up in th air and there aint nothin in it.
Joey:
No matter how long
You stare at my bucket
There’s no way in hell
That I’d let you fuck it.
ME stare at yer bucket?
I might put my foot in,
Except I see somone,
Awready put wood in.
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who grabbed hold of an empty wood bucket
He ate turkey quickly
Which made him too sickly
So into the pale he upchucked it
In holiday revelry, morals were lost:
A turkey got stuffd, and some cranberrys saucd.
Water?
Water you talkin about?
Water you talkin’ ’bout, Willis?
A well gots cold watr,
Down deep & walld.
Wif hot watr up,
A enema its calld.
One you migt like.
Th othr you wont.
From one I say “Drink.”
From th othr one “Dont.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NObwF8cDViw
i can’t think of funny poems, so i found a song instead