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22 December 2023
FEBRUARY'S POEM: ME LIKEY
Rolling pins, boulders,
Areola soldiers.
Yams to slam,
Cherry-glazed hams.
Headlights, honkers,
Makin’ me bonkers.
Pancake flapjacks,
Downy milk stacks.
Billowy pillows,
Mind if I feel those?
A through D hooters,
Wish I was at Shooters.
An invite to ask for those digits,
Are you smuggling Mexican midgets?
Swinging small planets with water balloon grace,
More than a mouthful can be such a waste.
Boobs.
Rolling pins, boulders,
Areola soldiers.
Yams to slam,
Cherry-glazed hams.
Headlights, honkers,
Makin’ me bonkers.
Pancake flapjacks,
Downy milk stacks.
Billowy pillows,
Mind if I feel those?
A through D hooters,
Wish I was at Shooters.
An invite to ask for those digits,
Are you smuggling Mexican midgets?
Swinging small planets with water balloon grace,
More than a mouthful can be such a waste.
Boobs.
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issue
vol 5 - issue 06 (feb 2003)
section
stories