My room-mate was a jumbo,
More known for being a dumbo.
He cracked a walnut under his butt,
And thought a slang for fairies was slut.
He looked inhuman,
Because of his belly,
Got stuck in a commode,
Because of his folly.
He would dream of girls,
And would always pray,
That unlike always,
His face wouldn’t scare them away.
Whenever he spoke,
People around were hit,
By the odour of this bloke,
And by his filthy spit.
He stank like a pig,
Drenched in puke,
He killed a skunk,
And became Stinkland’s duke.
How my room-mate was,
I cannot describe,
If you’ve seen a shitting dog,
That’s what he looked like.
Note: Please pardon the language.
No offences to my room-mates, it’s just for fun.
More known for being a dumbo.
He cracked a walnut under his butt,
And thought a slang for fairies was slut.
He looked inhuman,
Because of his belly,
Got stuck in a commode,
Because of his folly.
He would dream of girls,
And would always pray,
That unlike always,
His face wouldn’t scare them away.
Whenever he spoke,
People around were hit,
By the odour of this bloke,
And by his filthy spit.
He stank like a pig,
Drenched in puke,
He killed a skunk,
And became Stinkland’s duke.
How my room-mate was,
I cannot describe,
If you’ve seen a shitting dog,
That’s what he looked like.
Note: Please pardon the language.
No offences to my room-mates, it’s just for fun.
