Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.
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Happily shopping Bend over to look at price Rip! See my panties.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
If only you could see who subscribes to you You may be surprised How many you Subscribe to that aren’t Reciprocal Some follow you
Complete exhaustion I’m worn and plumb-tuckered out Sleeplessness at night
I can’t go to sleep I have sat up all darn night I just want to sleep
I - Inability to fall asleep N - Noise distractions keeping one awake S - Staying asleep doesn’t happen O - Over and over, I toss
Pizza pie In the sky Jesus needs by To slap that fly Did you even try To get high Or did you just die To get into my supply
There once was a man with three arms, His life was full of charms There never was a dull moment Even when he was an opponent
Outside the door On the floor Along the wall The decor of Fall Witches’ brooms Sitting midst mum blooms By every door and step
Mish mash Give me all your cash Quick as a flash Before I leave you a gash, Here, take this ash It needs to go to the trash
Out with the old, In with the new Set the gold Bring the blue It’s time to be bold It’s time to renew Lo and behold Only what’s true
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Went to McDonald’s The boy I liked was working I dropped my sundae
Around a corner Sit down in Dad’s chair with him Wait, whose lap is this?
