Thursday, November 02
My Honey Done Shot Me
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I met her in a treehouse wrestlin' gators;(The Do-it-yourself Country & Western Song Generator)
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore;
She was talkin' in Swahili when she shot me,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core;
My Pooh Bear said I'd stay with her forever;
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly;
But who'd have thought she'd run off with a robot;
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.
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Works well when sung to the tune of "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer!!!"
Posted by: Stephen Macklin at Thursday, November 02 2006 04:12 PM (UquFN)
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