My best friend borrowed a guitar, I told her to return it
with a full tank of gas. She just shrugged and said Huh?
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Tag Archive: fun
Thinking of writing a screenplay for a latina
biker-type detective, call it and the character
Blue Agave –
Thoughts?
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She had tucked the onion matzoh up high and away,
in its own cellophane inside a ziploc, back in the box.
So much for easy snackin’.
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We would meet up and lose our minds together.
You could say we had a cata-platonic relationship.
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In my tub there is a dish
tied to the rim with a rope
and in that dish there is a bar,
a bar of raspberry soap. One day
I scrubbed and lathered clean with
my bar of purple delight, I went to
work where people asked if of me could
they please take a bite. I fought them off
the whole day long, quitting time rolled near.
Soon I would be alone with that soap I held so dear.
The office cleared, an echoing hush, everyone left the grounds.
I ran to the john, lathered my soap, and made little raspberry sounds.
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Please know that I will wipe your rim clean
for each time I plate you.
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I love Friday nights
I think they deserve
more than their 14%
weekly allotment
Chagall 2015
Quickly
follow that theme!
© Chagall 2014
Alphabet City 