The ongoing poem

Originally posted by chaney3
To find a gal who loves the sauce,
May seem like a novel idea at first,
But two wrongs don't make a right,
So..I will continue going to church, and fight the good fight.

To find a gal who loves the sauce
That would make me laugh like a horse
A bottle of wine washed down with some gin
We would fall into bed with a big cheesy grin.

Originally posted by Captain Strange
We would fall into bed with a big cheesy grin.

She can't help the grinning but laughing would sin
It's only the first time she's seen just my skin
and crying won't help the shape that I'm in

Until I met her I hadn't a care

Originally posted by JerryH

Until I met her I hadn't a care

A quart of tequila and I'm on a tear

Originally posted by Captain Strange
A quart of tequila and I'm on a tear

With such admiration she's not nice to stare
I found my new hat with my clean underwear

The number she left is one shy from a ring