Friday, March 13, 2009

House of Choss


Me and my good friend Ross
We decided to hike a mountain instead of practice lacrosse
Many a creek you must cross
At some point you wish you were an albatross
Suddenly, my eyes lost their gloss
Should we go straight or go across?
I don't know. You be the boss
I wasn't feeling well due to mineral loss
Later on, doubled over, my cookies I would toss
I guess it didn't matter that I forgot to floss
We trekked this long way to pull on wet, green moss
Maybe I would feel better if I had some applesauce

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