In an effort to try to enhance
The amount of good cheer
To ring in the new year
I put mistletoe into my pants
Though my actions were bold and quite brash
No one noticed or batted a lash
So all I had to show
From that damn mistletoe
Was a rather embarrassing rash.
Another clever title, Dave. BTW, did no one "notice or bat a lash" because it was IN your pants? That was lousy advertising on your part.
ReplyDeleteHad you hung it in plain view you might have inspired prurient rather than pruritic effects.
When I spied mistletoe on Dave's buckle
It caused me to guffaw and chuckle
Though I knew what it meant
I was too much a gent
To unzip him and give it a suckle.
I suppose it was lousy advertising, but i guess I just assumed there would be enough sticking out that anyone could tell what it was. Otherwise, there would be no point.
ReplyDeleteIn that I would never abet you
I hope that this doesn't upset you
I have apprehensions
About your intentions
There's no way in hell that I'd let you!
You two just crack me up, especially when you take a walk together on the path of promiscuity!
ReplyDeletePhil:
More disgusting than most other days
Your verse seemed to pander to gays
Happy hour for those
Who would join you, who knows?
And for that, I suppose you get praise.
David:
Your hopes seem too high for fulfilling
Though still plausible; that would be thrilling
I'm sure you'd get high
If this type would drop by:
Nymphomaniac, psychic and willing.
This won the side contest over at Mad's. First time I've won the side contest.
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