Friday, October 12, 2007

The Ole Ropeadope

This girl rocks, our relationship is solid as a rock, I wonder if she likes rock, her best friend is dumb as a rock, I can’t afford a big rock, sure does like her rocky road and her rolling rock, she’d sink like a rock, things are getting rocky, my drinks …on the rocks, our relationship… on the rocks, sometimes I feel like Rocky, life sure ain't rock steady, so rock on down this rocky road, and again I’m a rolling rock…now that’s rocking.

The above in no way reflects my personal life, just a play on words...or in this case word. And how insane our language is.