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It's a Canker Sore So Rub Some Garlic On It!

Ace Kale

Esmerelda's Got a canker soar
It's purple on her gum in the back of her mouth.
And Every time she tries to blow,
She screams when her boyfriend pushes, Yao!!!

Canker soar, fiddledeedee
A canker sore just ain't for me.
It's hard when she gets on her knees,
But harder when she bites on my wee wee.

I told Esmerelda after she shouts,
That all you need to get the canker out,
Is a clove of garlic from the Swap Meet,
Then she smiles and slips a rubber on my tinkerleedee!

Ace Kale has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Ace's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Ace's latest works:

I's Smart Song of a Cavalier Hick

Submitted Jun 22nd 2010, 13:09

Cracker-Jack Wedding

Submitted Jun 12th 2010, 23:43

Fool, I Loves You

Submitted Jun 8th 2010, 22:56