Arely goes herbs

Once there  lived a man named Arely
Who grew himself a pot belly
He sowed wild oats in his stomach pot
Which thrived into a flowery Plot
His tummy became flora fauna friendly

They called him a tarzan heritage
The tourists came to see his advantage
Hé became a walking jungle
The herbivores came to mingle
Gobbled him up as herbage .

42 thoughts on “Arely goes herbs

  1. OMG.YOU HAVE MUCH HUMOURS IN YOUR HEART.REALLY READING BY THIS,I AM LAUGHING VERY VERY MUCH,BY GOD,BECAUSE OF YOUR THIS ONE TANGY AND CRUNCHY POST.WELDON,DEAR YASSY!!❤YOU ARE REALLY A UNIQUE POETESS.👌✌✌👍👍👌with love you💕💕💕

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