Roger I'll do my best
but there is truth in jest,
nevertheless, I'll see what I can do,
although when I see your name,
(each day it is the same)
the turds I encounter remind me of you.
I'm not so pathological
that in verse scatalogical,
I'd make an admission, all I did when in school
was joke at a kid's fart--
dear Roger it's not smart
to let people know why you still act the fool.
Roger you sorely
prick me and bore me,
and now I'm not keen to lock horns with a nit;
that you're in my face, Roger
and on my case, Roger,
I'd accept if your repartee rhymed and had wit.
Cheers.
[This message has been edited by Jim Hayes (edited January 23, 2002).]
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