Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

He’s bought his car for the height of summer
Outside his home sits a convertible Hummer
In the back seat are mops and Hoovers
In case he wants to go on manoeuvres

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

He’s bought his car for the height of summer
Outside his home sits a convertible Hummer
In the back seat are mops and Hoovers
In case he wants to go on manoeuvres