Poems by Tom
and the
Bekheets
The king and jester and sasquatch
Oh sire oh sire may i do a jig for you for you
I learned it from the legend megan stallion when the huns attacked you they did
Oh Thou Succulent sasquatch, may I borrow your voluptuous watch.
Because he has made thee face a big fat botch
And the moist yet blazingly hot buns that the baker hated
Was what made thou the catfish baited
No, the deuce let loose a big heavy scrumptious poo
in the depths of the Caribbean loo.
And this caused a fight among the nights moon
As the king and the sasquatch and the jester couldn't figure out who hated who.
oh Jessi oh jessie
My big black nessi
Will you be my bestie
Oh Jessie Jessie my Jessie
Wont you come back you mighty messi
I need you to be my big black nest e
Thy conquered are no longer prey nor predator,
They are now Lamborghini matadors.
Screaming over the loud roars
But it's just the 24k floors
I couldn't even hit a barndoor with a banana
Because he had run out of mana
While I relaxed in the sauna.
These original poems have been composed originally
by the original Tom and the Bekheets follow original
thoughts and works .
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