With the fud of rooty toot toot/ Nerosal foot cream ad
Trucking was his art. Chris Truth touched down to big-box-mart.
discomfort was his sentence
"Triumphant" was his store entrance
And With the fud of rooty toot toot
The floor and Truth's boots were in cahoots.
(Boy how he was moving his grown man glutes)
Truth's couldn't wait gait was as violent as an absolute brute, but as innocent as "that motherfucker!" "That gas friendly trucker" (Lol) "cute!" "cute!"
And It was in a funny clumsy way
That Truth's heel's had something for his brain to say
"Truth your heels have to be saved!"
His Heels were itchy, The rest of his thin skin was eczema twitchy
Inside the pharmacy aisle he came in, and with a grinny, grin, grin, with a smile that gleamed, he bought that specific moisturizing cream.
Nerosal. For when your heels burn like Ancient cities. Just Buy it.
David Ras
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