Monday, January 31, 2005

The Orgon Trail

I love the game called Orgon Trail.
I leave out the e because I fail.
My spelling test by Walt Mondale.
Leave me alone and go to hail.

I shot the animals all day long.
I get in the wagon and take a wrong.
Missed Orgon instead I hear gong.
Thailand I was, womans in sarong.

Get back in wagon and hit my horse.
A horse is a horse of course of course.
A talking one is much much worse.
Cancer is an unstoppable force.

He died that day and so I was stuck.
In Thailand, raining in the muck.
If only I had invented the truck.
Lady in back make happy ending.


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