Who the hell is Larry anyway?

Who the hell is Larry anyway?

Who the hell is Larry anyway?

Larry is an accountant who can easily carry,

Like all of us feels sometimes weary,

Bald on head but down under hairy,

Loves his wife whose name is Mary.

"Where the hell have you been Larry"?

Mary asked him one day when he was late,

He was onto something, she thought of a date,

He found her standing right at the gate,

The looks that she gave, he rued his fate.

"I had gone for an extended tattoo session".

This was all that he could easily blurt out,

He wanted to tell her, without keeping in doubt,

Silently he told as he disliked to shout,

Mary though had wanted to know all about.

"Tattoo! And why the hell a tattoo and where"?

"Mary my doughnut, you'll be amazed to know chocolates,

I got a Hundred Dollar bill tattooed right on my privates".

"Privates! You mad! You did on privates! Gone mad of late".

"No honey. Not mad nor bungled. Neither sooner nor late.

I have my reasons and I'll explain you soul-mate".

With this he relaxed. Farted and stretched on the bed,

Scratched here and there, straightened up. Hear what he said.

"I want to see my money grow and I'll easily do it now,

I want to play with my money and I'll easily do it now,

I want to feel the money in my hand and I'll easily do it now.

And Mary dear. There's something for you and I'll tell it how.

You love shopping, don't you? You blew every penny earned till now,

You don't have to go out to blow up the money anymore, Mary dear,

You can blow up the Dollar bill as much as you wish, right now right here".

-MAKUSR