Haven't touched this blog in many months, obviously. It's hard to justify spending any time on it, and I haven't had time with which to husband justifications. But let's give it a shot, because there are those moments -
Finicky
I once knew a girl, name of Psyche,
Who loved like the ad man's boy, Mikey.
If you squeezed on her right tit
She screamed "Psyche likes it!"
Though screams from her left were unlikely.
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Welcome back! I JUST HAPPENED to check in and found your fresh-from-the-soul-oven poetic post. What fun.
Change your location, my sweet love. It still says we live in *shudder* Columbia. The horror!
The right had a lush named George Bush
Who grew up in surroundings quite cush.
When he stole the election,
He gave the left an erection.
To the world, he’s a pain in the tush.
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