Where o where is little Jane
Is she high up in a plane
or low down in a train
Or walking down the lane
my gosh I’m in so mush pain without little miss Jane
how she has rose to fame
that cute little Jane
over and over I here her name
jane jane Jane
if is all the same
come visit me up in maine
oh sweet little jane
and please tell me my message is not in vain
oh jane jane jane
please come out of the rain
little jane
I hope this is not to lame
my sweet sweet jane
just what woulds I gain
by meeting that honey jane
maybe a stiff cane
oh jane jane jane
you are definitly not to plain
where are you jane
whee Thx 1138 is a little drunk here to night wheeee
anyone what join me/ how about bonnie little lassie I like the scotch in and out of the bottle
wheeee what time is it ....damn passwords. .......)
Gee didn’t anyone like my little poem? I thought it was very sensitive. Augh gee, I’m just a big olé sensitive guy! … with a sore head the next morning, but my typing wasn’t to bad.