While journeying through
The outer arm
Of a mysteriously squeaking
Spiral galaxy
I met a starfleet
Of Special Space Mice
I said "Your ships look very nice"
However, they looked stressed
They explained they were
On a quest
To find a new supply of cheese
"Help us please!" They squeaked
So I said
"Why not head for Planet Earth?
You could do worse
Make your way to the Netherlands, Italy
And France
You`ll want to dance!
And many of their cats
Have been whacked
With so many shots, and chips
All kinds of ****
They`ve taken some hits
But anyways, don`t delay
The places I mentioned
Appear to be well on their way
Out"
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
Offline) - Published: September 2nd, 2024 01:01
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Comments2
👍 🐁🐀
So you sent these mice 🐁🐀
here from another galaxy?¿ 😱
Way to go bro! 😶🥺
I hear they multiply
constantly! 😈
Thanks for sharing
I enjoyed this immensely!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
This made me smile. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Thanks, Tom. It`s a challenge for sure to make light of a darkening situation!
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