He was kneading a poo.
Because he kneaded a poo.
He kneaded a poo
Because TWO rhymes with POO
9 mouths
Because he needed a poo.
Poo
A poo
Because he kneeded a poo
So your arse doesn't slam.
Because of the violins inherent in the cistern.
Because it was deterred.
He wanted to run his fingers through his hair.
Because if they dragged them by the ankles, they'd fill up with muck.
Throw in a load of laundry.
Organized crime.
Because he was kneaded.
Because we all knead it.
A fire engine.
I've been flamed!
In Fort Launderdale.
Washed up.
They were afraid of Stalin.
Because they'd Russia lot
The baby starts picking cotton off her tampons.
9 months.