The Blunders

Here come the blunders

Quattro force
Thick as thieves
Stuck together
They all believe

Gathered closely
Noise created
Sweat fermenting
That smell is fated

Sporty Blunder
Always running
Chasing odd balls
Ouch, that’s funny

Randy blunder
Ever flirting
World of warcraft
Wow that’s hurty

Laidback blunder
Lives in dream land
Following football’s
Third rate goof band

Clever Blunder
Life’s a dream
Lowest effort
Or so it seems

Joined together
Four asunder
Making mayhem
Here come the blunders


This is specially for my oldest son and his three mates