Array ( [sid] => 185441 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Terrible Moonshine [time] => 2018-09-14 22:44:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => People don/'/t like me because I make terrible moonshine.
Nobody in their right minds wants this whiskey of mine.
I/'/ve received a lot of angry phone calls, and some pretty nasty letters.
People say that when it comes to my shine, horse pee tastes better.
A city slicker actually called my moonshine slop.
He felt he/'/d been ripped off so he called the cops.
The police arrested him too for buying the moonshine in the first place.
His stupidity got him jail time, you should/'/ve seen the look on his face.
My shine is so terrible that the Surgeon General has started putting a warning label on every bottle.
If you drink my 130 proof moonshine, you won/'/t walk straight for days, when you walk, you will waddle.
My shine will knock your head off, it/'/s sure not as mild as a malt.
I/'/ve warned you about my shine so if it makes you go blind, it will be your fault. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 87 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Terrible Moonshine


Terrible Moonshine
Date: Friday, 14th September 2018 @ 10:44:20 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: randyjohnson
People don/'/t like me because I make terrible moonshine.
Nobody in their right minds wants this whiskey of mine.
I/'/ve received a lot of angry phone calls, and some pretty nasty letters.
People say that when it comes to my shine, horse pee tastes better.
A city slicker actually called my moonshine slop.
He felt he/'/d been ripped off so he called the cops.
The police arrested him too for buying the moonshine in the first place.
His stupidity got him jail time, you should/'/ve seen the look on his face.
My shine is so terrible that the Surgeon General has started putting a warning label on every bottle.
If you drink my 130 proof moonshine, you won/'/t walk straight for days, when you walk, you will waddle.
My shine will knock your head off, it/'/s sure not as mild as a malt.
I/'/ve warned you about my shine so if it makes you go blind, it will be your fault.

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