Poor Old Pongy Poem by Kelvin Rush

Poor Old Pongy



Poor old Pongy is a twisted old mongy
Who can only walk sideways like a crab
He doesn't get far before he falls down
He's fed up lonely and sad

In the next town five miles down
Is the infamous doctor clout
Don't worry old Pongy twisted old mongy
Doctor clout will straighten you out

Tuesday, April 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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