Gordon Ramsicote Poem by Phil Soar

Gordon Ramsicote



Gordon Ramsicote, bought a little fishing boat
Then went out to sea
He fished all alone, until he sailed back home
With nothing for his tea
He forgot his fishing rod, Gordon was a silly sod
Tried to fish by chance
He dangled his willy, which was really quite silly
As a shark chewed off his pants

Wednesday, June 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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