Oh,
He
rafted
and on mud
he wafted deeply
and with great inspiring lungs he told
of milkmaids who their lads enfold in suckle-suckling
to their primrose panties partings woo upon the woe upon the man drake rooted hoe upon him
Hmm, how many syllables are actually supposed to be in that last line?

Last edited by inselpeter; 04/20/2006 4:02 AM.