It was like leather sticks with mushroom coating.

Like cow tongue licks with weather side roaming.

A naked watch that was watching me.

A lever to pull that grew like a tree.

Slowly but surely the muscles were fat.

Uplifting but low...the owner was a rat.

Sold to the corner where the slobber sets in.

It's wet and smells bad like a few.....of our friends.

It was like a condom...

That was made out of stone

A cracker of wisdom that was so damn old.

Like crows it was...

Washed with no rinse.

Like me it was...

It made no sense.

WARNING: Only WWF fans welcome.

Updated: July 26, 2001