Turdle catchin' takes lotsa guts.
Sum a ma frenz think am a putz.
They tell me ah cuud luuse ma nuts?
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Ah lernt this tradefrum unkill Will.
Catchin' theze 'snappurs' dun takz skil.
Evry-one noze ther grate ta grill!
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Theze kinda cuntests ah imbrace.
Tho lass yere ah cumed in thurd place.
Gut bitin by one in 'ma fase'!
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Ah loosed deeze 'uppur teeth' thet day.
Ah stil feil the pain, by the way.
Thet realie hert ta ma dizmay~
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Author:
Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 21st, 2024 09:59
- Comment from author about the poem: y'ALL ALWAYZ GUTTER GRAB YER TURDLE BYE THER TALE...
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Blimey Tad I hain't got no hidea wat yur burbling on abaut...... no LOL;...just a snigger......!!
Howdy Dave 🤠 !
Ah shoa preciate yer
Kine wuurds bro!!
Makin sum turtle
soup 🐢 cum on
down ah'll save
ya a bouul!! 😁
Best regards ✌️. Thad
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