There once was a Galloway cow
Whose best friend was a plump Hampshire sow
They'd meet near an oak
For a drink and a smoke,
Then play checkers behind the old plow.
Could somebody tell me the way,
to get my hot neighbor to stray.
She wears skin-tight pants
And if I had the chance
I'd enhance her pants with my hose spray!
If voyeurs had a say in the government They'd make looking in windows a covenant They would sit and just stare,
with nary a care
While chewing on spearmint or doublemint.
Last night I encountered a ghost,
I'm really not meaning to boast
The spirit was willing
Though I found it quite chilling.
So nothing occurred--but almost.
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