Sunday, December 20, 2009

Till death do us apart, we go to walmart.

Two people were having lunch
But they dint have enough money to buy fruit punch.

Due to hunger they had holes in their stomach
Their condition was comparable to that of a eunuch.

They wanted to lead a good life
All they got was pain, misery and strife.

To commit suicide they wanted a knife
For better or worse, they were husband and wife.

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