just mercedes
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Leave it to us piggie asses
to muck of this simplest of threads
get a grip, a handle, or whatever.
My whatever doesn't have
a handle, but my ass does.
Can it be that simple?
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My whatever doesn't have
a handle, but my ass does.
Can it be that simple?
I handle ass, and lamb and calve.
And on my bum: it is a dimple.
just mercedes
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I handle ass, and lamb and calve.
And on my bum: it is a dimple.
Mary had a little lamb.
She'd merely scratched a pimple.
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Mary had a little lamb.
She'd merely scratched a pimple.
Mary Little ain't no lamb
She knows how to use a thimble: http://www.marylittle.com
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
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Mary Little ain't no lamb
She knows how to use a thimble
Little Mary ain't little
She's big as hell. Daaaaamn!
Crit away
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Little Mary ain't little
She's big as hell. Daaaaamn!
The view ain't little
the house ain't big
tucked in tight
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just mercedes
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The view ain't little
the house ain't big
tucked in tight
'This ain't no house' said Judas Priest
'it's a home!' as he tucked in
to Mommy's tight-packed apple pie
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'This ain't no house' said Judas Priest
'it's a home!' as he tucked in
to Mommy's tight-packed apple pie.
She stands them upright
sweating skin on skin
like fans in the first row.
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She stands them upright
sweating skin on skin
like fans in the first row.
skin peels, sweat stains
she thought she knew
him
squatting over her
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions
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skin peels, sweat stains
she thought she knew
him
squatting over her
sweating scented oils
clementine peels
on fingertips
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sweating scented oils
clementine peels
on fingertips
oil slips skin
under fingertips -
forgotten
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions
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oil slips skin
under fingertips -
forgotten
one gotten
two gotten
three gotten
forgotten (Just like this poor post)
wae aye man ye radgie
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one gotten
two gotten
three gotten
forgotten (Just like this poor post)
risen above the tip
of a bare brick chorten
is a lonely mountain moon
for the misbegotten
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
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risen above the tip
of a bare brick chorten
is a lonely mountain moon
for the misbegotten
on the faded red brick chimney stack
a full moon balances
wae aye man ye radgie
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on the faded red brick chimney stack
a full moon balances
full -- faded --
red as the brick
of the chimney stack,
the memory of a kiss
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full -- faded --
red as the brick
of the chimney stack,
the memory of a kiss
She toted a stack-barreled death machine
and an anger as hot as the midday sun.
.............."I'se a got the blues an' I wish I was dead,
...............I'se a got the blues from a man called Red.
...............I'm gonna find him somehow, gonna hold him an' say
...............'I won't miss you honey' then blow him away"
wae aye man ye radgie
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She toted a stack-barreled death machine
and an anger as hot as the midday sun.
.............."I'se a got the blues an' I wish I was dead,
...............I'se a got the blues from a man called Red.
...............I'm gonna find him somehow, gonna hold him an' say
...............'I won't miss you honey' then blow him away"
She fired her barrelled bazooka
at the man she thought was Red
riding away on the Pookah
then Mickey Rooney was dead.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoroughbreds_Don%27t_Cry
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
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She fired her barrelled bazooka
at the man she thought was Red
riding away on the Pookah
then Mickey Rooney was dead.
Tiny tongue pushing pink
bazooka — dreaming of a bubble
that will not burst
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Tiny tongue pushing pink
bazooka — dreaming of a bubble
that will not burst
dreaming
of the pink panther —
i'm painting him green
wae aye man ye radgie
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dreaming
of the pink panther —
i'm painting him green
pink and green bungalows
one by one re-sided neutral
turning summer to winter
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