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“No Throat So Deep by Stewart Stafford “I'd like you to meet Mrs Koch-Gobbelaar,” I weighed up the overture long and hard, "I'm licking my lips without drool!" I replied, “Amazeballs!” he said, “Tonight, you'll meet.” We came early, but she didn’t take umbrage, “Spread out all over my ballroom,” she said, She told us how the rooms were hanging, Up the elevator shaft to the top floor and left. Mrs Koch-Gobbelaar made vegetarian claims, But we found her smuggled stash of beef jerky, Her ex-husband split and became a eunuch, He died bone-tired with limp alibis on his urn. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
No Throat So Deep by Stewart Stafford
“I'd like you to meet Mrs Koch-Gobbelaar,”
I weighed up the overture long and hard,
"I'm licking my lips without drool!" I replied,
“Amazeballs!” he said, “Tonight, you'll meet.”
We came early, but she didn’t take umbrage,
“Spread out all over my ballroom,” she said,
She told us how the rooms were hanging,
Up the elevator shaft to the top floor and left.
Mrs Koch-Gobbelaar made vegetarian claims,
But we found her smuggled stash of beef jerky,
Her ex-husband split and became a eunuch,
He died bone-tired with limp alibis on his urn.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.