Cole Slaw & Pickles

Thanks to my riding horsey
I have never stopped Horsing around!
There is too much fun to be had
And, there is no age, where it falls to the ground,
Because, who are we, if we can not still have fun?
By God, we might as well
Be buried by a ton,
Of rotten potatoes
Cole slaw and pickles,
I will never laugh at that point:
Nothing tickles.

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