There was a guy called sam
He was very much damned
Wenever he drank rum
He used 2 fall on his bum
Once he removed his tool
N started runnin lyk a fool
In d process he bumped on d wall
And had 2 take d fall
His tool was broken
N his genitals were woken
They started bleeding
And poor sam started pleading
And he said, “never will I take out my tool”
“and I will never run lyk a fool”
“For I have a lesson learnt”
“And I see my future is burnt”
After dat day rabde never came out o his home
And secured his package inside a dome
Now d package is safe
And rabde is deaf
And dat is d moral of d story
Coz its rabde… n we don’t worry !!
He was very much damned
Wenever he drank rum
He used 2 fall on his bum
Once he removed his tool
N started runnin lyk a fool
In d process he bumped on d wall
And had 2 take d fall
His tool was broken
N his genitals were woken
They started bleeding
And poor sam started pleading
And he said, “never will I take out my tool”
“and I will never run lyk a fool”
“For I have a lesson learnt”
“And I see my future is burnt”
After dat day rabde never came out o his home
And secured his package inside a dome
Now d package is safe
And rabde is deaf
And dat is d moral of d story
Coz its rabde… n we don’t worry !!
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