Iggy had other troubles though
He'd woken up in Amish Land
With a hat on his head
And pitchfork in his hand.
Amish was kind of confused, too
He felt like two evil overlords stead of one
But shrugged his half of their shoulders
And decided this might be fun.
Yeah, AmishIggy stomped throughout the village
Destroy all good things in sight,
Err, I mean, they were a paragon of virtue,
Yeah....that sounds right.
However, a problem appeared when they started
To talk to their self for awhile
They found they started to argue with themself
About the carrying through of the PLA--
Plan? What plan? There is no plan. Forget i ever said anything.
;)
*HUGS*
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