Who can it be now?
Who can it be knocking at my door?

They offer services, do they desire more?

Who can it be I deeply implore...

A raven landed on my
shoulder whispering
please don't take a fall...

She may be short
but she can really crush the balls...

Why?

Who can it be now?

Why has my girlfriend kicked me aside?

Is it the gardener?

Or the florist guy
slyly delivering more than just flowers?

Taking showers with
her by the hour?

Who can it be now?

Ahh--ha,

perhaps it's the mailman!

With his secret plan,
I got my dog watching
him like a hawk, one
wrong move and I'll
waterboard him until
he squawks...

Who can it be now?

Wait!

It could be that muscle bound dude at the new Family Fitness gym...

My dog sniffed his butt, said he didn't
like him!

Hmm...

My German Shepherd
has been tearing out his fur, trying to tell me the mailman has the hots for her,

I don't believe it, I bellow...

He's such an ugly, squat little fellow!

Who can it be now?

The gardener could be secretly using more than just his garden hose, I bet his thing isn't bigger than my big toe!

Hey!

Maybe it's the milk man for sure, you know their saying,

"Milk does a body good!"

Well if it's him he might just lose his manhood!

It's probably only big as a twig...

She might break it off and renege, call him a little horny pig and welcome me back since my thing isn't wack...

It's the size of a huge Anaconda...


Maybe if she thinks about it, she won't
ever wander since I come from the land down under...

I said, are you
cheating baby?

Are you?

I said do you speak- a my lanquage?

But, she just smiled and gave me a

Vegemite


sandwich...

😆



© Charles Kemp