Kung Fu Fighting

by Krete   Nov 21, 2004


Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting.

Yes indeed, the monks were flying.

Accept for one, he was quite hung.

Hung low and down in the dump.

Wondering where to look, but up.

So instead of fly, the monk did cry.

So instead of live, the monk did die.

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  • 20 years ago

    by aubrey

    i feel bad for that poor monkey....xoxox

  • 20 years ago

    by Akida

    That's too cute. . .lol! I like both your poems and quotes. . .its cool! Stay cool!

  • 20 years ago

    by Gracie Jo

    lol.. nice job buddy! =P