that entitled them to enter

the priesthood to pray for......

the chance to yank Bob's

chain becomes even more vital

after the elite rode into

town all hel_l broke loose

whips, chains and lung checkers

required to enter the dungeon

of ill repute set aside

in Kingston bay, just anticipating

a boat ride into the

pleasure palace if Jah's willing

to oil up and massage

my old creaking bones that

could'nt stand another marathon run

or another session with a

The Mighty Athlete Shaking Willy

and his magnificent flea circus

infesting a home near you

where scratching is national sport....

second only to poodle-faking

of the southern hemisphere although

one may ask, "What is

the use of playing fair

when others cheat with aplomb

if you cant beat them

Spit, quit and go home!

Alternatively, get out your gun.

Edited February 23, 200818 yr by Ping

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