Ode To The Trucker:

I heard of the accident on the scanner
Turned it up to see what was the matter
Tanker flipped on its side
At that time they didn’t know that the driver died

Making a routine trip on that highway
Now he’ll never ride another day
That area now is nothing but Dirt
A reminder of the day the trucking world hurt.

Now drive on in that big blue sky.
As we tip our hats and wave Bye Bye

Written by Matt I

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*Brandi puts thumb in ck's butt*

Very good and for anyone who thinks about writing something bad, You write a poem before you say anything. It takes real work to write a poem I have wrote only one and it wasn't very good. As soon as I can give you Karma I will for the poem and for sharing it with us.

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very nice i like it

My wife and I were texting each other dirty limericks while her father in law was here for dinner earlier in the week, because it's more entertaining than listening to his jackass-French accent recite tales about his fucking sailboat:

Her:
I see you have 3 pounds of bologna,
or perhaps that's your little pink pony?
I've got two loaves of bread,
and I need to be fed,
Why don't you make a sandwich and bone me?

Me:
Your tits are so big they are fright'ning
Like two globes of the world they're enlight'ning.
Between Hungary and Greece,
I'm gonna get me a piece,
Just from the the thought, my pants, they're a tight'ning.

Her:
From here, I can see, Mr. Ten and Three Quarters,
that your jeans are expanding beyond intended borders!
I'd offer to part my lips,
and give you a dip,
but my size 11 pussy is on backorder!

Note: Sizes listed are for entertainment purposes only.

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Originally Posted by L_M My wife and I were texting each other dirty limericks while her father in law was here for dinner earlier in the week, because it's more entertaining than listening to his jackass-French accent recite tales about his fucking sailboat: Her: I see you have 3 pounds of bologna, or perhaps that's your little pink pony? I've got two loaves of bread, and I need to be fed, Why don't you make a sandwich and bone me? Me: Your tits are so big they are fright'ning Like two globes of the world they're enlight'ning. Between Hungary and Greece, I'm gonna get me a piece, Just from the the thought, my pants, they're a tight'ning. Her: From here, I can see, Mr. Ten and Three Quarters, that your jeans are expanding beyond intended borders! I'd offer to part my lips, and give you a dip, but my size 11 pussy is on backorder! Note: Sizes listed are for entertainment purposes only.

HAHAHA Very good. Thanks for sharing

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Haha Thats Great L_M.

Yours was good too CK!

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Great poem CK.

great poem, and funny limericks!! karma all around!!

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