Where do all the cucumbers go?
Mum always buys about seven or so,
She keeps them all in strict size order,
Each new one getting longer and broader,
Filling the fridge to keep them cool,
And one always disappears while I'm at school?
She never has a salad for her dinner,
But she often says it's a money winner?
I often find one all mashed in her bin,
And it's usually all slimy all over the skin?
I must admit it does have a great taste,
Well Mum says don't let food go to waste!
- Author: JasmineUK ( Offline)
- Published: May 22nd, 2024 16:21
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Funny, filthy, fantastic.
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