Thursday, 25 March 2010

Today's Poem

Shane very nicely arranged it so the word I have to begin with is deceased. What a morbid chap. Here goes.

Deceased, my friend, that's what you'll be
That's what I've learned from history
So keep your nose clean, brush your hair
And ALWAYS wear clean underwear

Shane's word is: UNDERWEAR

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