Now that Rob knows about Natucket He heard of a bar there he could bump it With his hat and Mrs in tow a dancing he did go All the way from the village of Brunswick
You are from Brunswick right? MJ
Walker Proof Digital Album Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
So many coins and didn't know what to do widgets and dreck with nice pieces too few they said "box of twenty" I sold some stuff promptly now only the best can be new
He found something odd in his change the coin did seem very strange it looked like an error but he should have known better it was just damaged by someone deranged
A poster had rhymes in his head while others were asleep in their bed so he spammed the board about selling his hoard and refused to let the topic go dead
There once was the time of The Open Forum Where some villagers lacked certain decorum With bammimgs abound there was a hasty retreat And safe Refuge was Opened quickly across the street After the Universe was split smoeone would ask....what exactly got us into this scrum ?
MJ
Walker Proof Digital Album Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
A bloated bird visited the bourse. Bean soup had been his source. With a bird's eye view, (preferring beef stew) he pooped only on the bouillion, of course.
Markets (governments) can remain irrational longer than an investor can remain solvent.
<< <i>...but what if Rob was from Nantucket with his metal detector and bucket in a field of wild scallions he found this medallion And now he truly doth Sucketh! >>
LOL. The only problem is that they don't grow scallions in Nantucket, they grow cranberries. Of course, there is harder to make a rhyme
Walker Proof Digital Album Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
When I go to a show I fidget Cause all I can afford is a widget Nonetheless I am happy Though my collection is crappy Since I'm a true numismatic midget
And not to change the subject, but:
In my hands I see a 94-s dime, then the alarm clock rings.
There are 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who do not.
I went to the local coin show the dealer seemed like a pro his shirt showed some mustard or possibly a bit of custard but I probably don't want to know
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He heard of a bar there he could bump it
With his hat and Mrs in tow
a dancing he did go
All the way from the village of Brunswick
You are from Brunswick right? MJ
Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
widgets and dreck with nice pieces too few
they said "box of twenty"
I sold some stuff promptly
now only the best can be new
it seemed like an MS could be had
it went in for grading
bagged for a cleaning
and boy was I ever mad
the coin did seem very strange
it looked like an error
but he should have known better
it was just damaged by someone deranged
while others were asleep in their bed
so he spammed the board
about selling his hoard
and refused to let the topic go dead
Where some villagers lacked certain decorum
With bammimgs abound there was a hasty retreat
And safe Refuge was Opened quickly across the street
After the Universe was split smoeone would ask....what exactly got us into this scrum ?
MJ
Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
Bean soup had been his source.
With a bird's eye view,
(preferring beef stew)
he pooped only on the bouillion, of course.
<< <i>...but what if Rob was from Nantucket
with his metal detector and bucket
in a field of wild scallions
he found this medallion
And now he truly doth Sucketh! >>
LOL. The only problem is that they don't grow scallions in Nantucket, they grow cranberries. Of course, there is harder to make a rhyme
<< <i>Why do I start this threads
You're lucky that nothing rhymes with Coinosaurus
Fellas, leave the tight pants to the ladies. If I can count the coins in your pockets you better use them to call a tailor. Stay thirsty my friends......
Cause all I can afford is a widget
Nonetheless I am happy
Though my collection is crappy
Since I'm a true numismatic midget
And not to change the subject, but:
In my hands I see
a 94-s dime, then
the alarm clock rings.
There are 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who do not.
<< <i>You're lucky that nothing rhymes with Coinosaurus
OK... Here's one:
When I met Coinosaurus
He drove up in his Ford Taurus
I'd rather call him Len
When we meet again
Don't show me coins so porous.
to the 'Bay starting for a buck
it went for a song
what could have gone wrong?
some bidders just have all the luck
bammed and it was truly his fault
he went ATS
but it wasn't the best
so now he's back with an alt.
the dealer seemed like a pro
his shirt showed some mustard
or possibly a bit of custard
but I probably don't want to know
but my boss wants me to earn pay
so for now I will quit
he may throw a fit
but I hate this job anyway