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Harry Wittington
Contributed by
KimElmer
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Sunday, 26th February 2006 @ 06:25:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Dick Cheney went out shooting,
Mistook a friend for a bird,
Shot him in the face and chest,
Then not a sound was heard.
They rushed him to the hospital,
Where they got him stabilized,
But later he had a heart attack,
That was nearly his demise.
Now Cheney had no license,
For the shooting of the quail,
So they tried to make a cover up,
But the press were on his tail.
It turns out that he'll just get a warning,
And not even an expected fine,
Tonight he'll be sitting on his sofa,
Sipping some expensive wine.
Copyright ©
KimElmer
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2006-02-26 18:25:35]
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Re: Harry Wittington
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 26th February 2006 @ 06:38:00 PM AEST
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| I bet it'll be red wine too! lol well structered poem. |
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Re: Harry Wittington
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by Sir_Odd87 on
Saturday, 19th May 2007 @ 04:11:29 AM AEST
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| No, no... It's white wine with festering guilt... |
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