On a train to
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On a train to
the far away county
called Suffolk, aka Bumble****...
I meet this woman
with really big hair
who was total bitch
and smelled of Nair!
She winked at me
Making me start gagging
worse than her nagging
(I'm sorry, I'm into the rhyming thing ;))
her aroma filled the
room in wich several
(100th post, I'm on here far too often)
small pigmies were drinking
tall smoked glasses of
a funny colored drink