<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540651" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Man called DUD</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a man called 'DUD'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who thought himself a 'stud'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Infact he tried so hard</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He quiffed his locks with lard</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Unclipped a button from his shrt</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Bore his hairy chest and tried to flirt</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He sought a younger blonde/ brunette</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Twenty somethings in a skirt</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> With his think lens he scanned the lonely hearts</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And dyed his hair mexican red</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And pencilled in a dark moustache</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Above a top lip quiver</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He swaggered in low slug 'ELVIS jeans'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In dark saloons</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> That made him shiver</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He drank a pint or two alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> [he Had problems with his liver]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And caught a taxi home, alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But still dud fought to be</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The 'Great stud of the nation'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> [Though he had problems with his circulation]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> His jeans were unsightly and far too tight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He got a restless leg half way through the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He tried so hard to join the party</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But after one athritic dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He was reaching for his wooly cardie</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Then flattered by a young girl who began, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 'Now here's the man, he'd make a perfect a partner for my</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> GRAN! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Yvette smith april 09</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540651" data-title="Man called DUD de Yvette Smith" data-description="There was a man called 'DUD' Who thought himself a 'stud' Infact he tried so hard He quiffed his locks with lard Unclipped a button from his shrt Bore his hairy chest and tried to flirt He sought a younger blonde/ brunette Twenty som..."></div> </div> </div>

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