7 January 2013
Come here to Springfield,
Homer is my name,
All of us yellow,
Lying on the couch is how I play my game.
Lisa annoying constantly,
Every child a fly,
No Duff beer at the ready,
Grumbling from the blue haired wife!
Eventually though, I should get some at Moes.
Sprinkled donuts a midnight snack....this poem here is a bit wack...
A First.... • Opuss № I