Monday, November 18, 2013

The Old Boy's Getting Goofier Every Day

With those old widows
I no longer mingle
But I’m having some trouble
Trying to stay single

The men all call me
A fat old tub
But I fight those widows
Off with a club

I don’t know what they see in me
I’m really not a great big brute
The only reason I can see
Is just that I’m so dog-gone cute

Of course if one of those neat chicks
With lots and lots of dough
Should say, “Come see the world with me!”
I might just up and go

D.B. Cox

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