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DING DONG DUNG
This
farmer’s daughter was swayed and wooed
And
said yes to a proposal of marriage.
Came
the day of the wedding
And
off she was whisked in a carriage.
As
the groom was waiting at the altar rail,
There
came a whiff from the door,
As
the bride approached, the smell got stronger,
An
aroma you couldn’t ignore.
Said
the groom to the bride: “Is that manure on your head?”,
Just
as the bells were rung,
“Why
yes,” said the farmer’s daughter,
“I’ve just had my hair dung.”
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