It could of been any one of these; John Q.Public, Mr.Nobody, Joe Blow, or John Doe.
I never believed those rumors that Pocahontas was just a murderous ho.
Did they even have “hos” back in those days?
Well, there are no more Ho-Hos, whereas Ding-Dongs remain.
Doesn’t rhyme with the previous post. Playing off “days”:
They probably didn’t call them that, even if they were good lays.
So we replace a whore name with a penis name.
Sure, but we get to continue the game.
I am beginning to think this is a hijack.
So let’s make an attempt to get back on track.
I read the news today, oh boy.
Don’t be coy.
Some people were late and I got mad.
Late people are really bad.
Better late than never, as the old saying goes.
And now I gotta blow my nose.
I hope you have not come down with a cold.
Thanks, but probably not; it may be mold.
I hate those pesky allergic reactions.
As much as I hate all those Italian political factions.
I got a DNA kit for Father’s Day.