I pick white bees, their dilemma excites me
Apologies for the gesture
I indolently shop for used clothing
While the world hooray’s for Chavez
And the Pope remains a mystery
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Tag Archives: funny
Boxed Poetry
T’s true
Hardly some say
Individuality, cucumbers and cheese disagree
How we spend our time in the presence of those we love
Priceless . .
Houston – 10:04 AM
Your tie perhaps even a heirloom
Nonetheless it giggles me
Declaring me legaly blind
Such abominable habits
Yet my mouth still replies
Despite
The seriousness
My recent traffic moving violation (thoses bastards) Happiness reigns beyond fees beyond greed
It shape patters my unpainted heart
My ability to accept the automated device who fined me
What do they know about us humans anyways
Working Pains
O’ you crazy sleeper
I have this fear of coughing
With your powder and herbs
Mondays deserving crosses with capital T
For my trembling hands handling this not so good havoc
