Nervous and shakey, confidence breaking
She makes me crash bang boom
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
#92
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Thursday, January 28, 2010
#91
Everybody's after me
You could be the enemy
You seem too happy to reveal yourself
There's no resentment here
You could be the enemy
You seem too happy to reveal yourself
There's no resentment here
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
#84
Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Batter dip the cranny ax
In the gut locker
Retrofit the pudding hatch
Ooh la la
With the boink swatter
In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Batter dip the cranny ax
In the gut locker
Retrofit the pudding hatch
Ooh la la
With the boink swatter
Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove
Ooh la la
With the pork steeple
In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove
Ooh la la
With the pork steeple
Friday, January 8, 2010
#83
I met a poet said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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