Once there was a man named Jimmy Joe.
But you might have known him as your average hoe.
Jimmy sat in his garden all day
Plowing, plowing, plowing away.
He picked up his hoe and slammed it back down
He stood up and wiped the sweat off his brow
Turned around to go back to his house
Then tripped and died on top of a blouse.
That took an unexpected turn, didn't it? I know a lot about this sort of thing. Try this one for a change-
Lilly Manchilly was very mean
And liked to eat beef, but only lean.
She killed all her neighbors
And ripped all their papers
And ended up in the electric chair.
Okay, so maybe that one wasn't. I was hyping you up, see? You were looking for the twist. It's called
REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY
Maybe not. My talent is poetry, not mind fucking.
Adam Sanchel Stanual
Never followed the manual
He boat a new toaster
And got some new loafers (great rhyme)
And got his balls stuck in the door.
The end.
