Is too steep for these lines.
I tell him sonny, don't be funny,
Or I'll stop being nice.
"You're really bad, I'll tell my dad!",
The imp, he says to me.
"Run home and tell, I'll show him hell!",
I yell defiantly.
So the yellow laddie gets his daddy
To throw a punch or two.
But the stupid git just couldn't hit,
He didn't have a clue.
One punch I threw, it went straight through,
And hit his solar plexus.
He fell to the ground, victory I'd found.
Then I went home in the next bus.
P.S. And hey, check out the cool Simpsonmaker widget right at the bottom of the page, and also the wordfinder widget. Nice huh?
and celebrated victory over the poor lad's dad???
Beautiful Mind
June 9, 2008 at 12:57 PMof course, the lad's dad symbolically is none other than our dear simon, he just had a kid remember?
KC
June 9, 2008 at 1:10 PMomg!!!!!! u r talking abt electronics lab!! simon????
if he was reading this now... u wudn be alive
Beautiful Mind
June 10, 2008 at 3:36 AM