02-25-2008, 04:36 PM
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Last Online: 05-28-2008 04:46 PM
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The Worm Turns!
The fat lady sat on the back of the bus
The wheels wouldn’t turn, it caused such a fuss
They couldn’t move from A to B, let alone go on to C
‘I must ask you to move along, make some room for the throng’
‘You’re taking up a double seat, get off my bus and use your feet’
‘Get some exercise, lose some weight, take the train and go as freight’
So off she got broken hearted, stood on the pavement and wished she’d started
Going to weightwatchers every week and within a month she’d be sleek
So off up the road she set, till something snapped in her corselet
A loud twang then a shudder, then all of her blubber
Started to shiver, started to shake
All the crowd shouted ‘EARTHQUAKE’
Well that was it, the final straw in she walked through weightwatchers door
‘I’m sick of being the butt of the joke I want to be like other folk’
‘A size 12 would be quite nice, give my hubby a bit of a surprise’
Well she set to work with vim and vigour
Worked until she had a wonderful figure
She managed to get down to a size ten
This was loved by all the men
They all gave her lots of applause when she removed her passion killer drawers
For underneath there was a thong and out of that legs, sexy, long
Well out she walked out happy as larry
A bus conductor asked if they could marry
She looked him up, then looked him down
Shook her head and with a frown
Told him not to be so silly
He couldn’t satisfy her with that size willy
Now a moral to this tale
If you upset a lady fair, take the mick without a care
Be careful that she doesn’t turn and jump all over your little worm
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