Snafu Senryu

Blind Date

By Susan Lee WoodwardPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

A drunken blind date

straw wandered up my nostril

...never called again

humor

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Susan Lee Woodward

I live wellness, mindfulness, and self-love through Reiki, Meditation, Laughter Yoga, and Medical Intuition. I love to hike, travel, play my flute, and write/blog. Want to learn more? Have a gander at my Website Facebook Instagram Twitter

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J B2 years ago
Love it, that would be my first date for sure.

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