They can hear you snoring in the house next door!
You mooned the planet Neptune!
You look like a
cross between an
eel and a cue-ball and
no,
you can't wear your
prom dress to breakfast!
Friday, November 28, 2014
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
FYI
You live on a reef!
You'll probably drown next week!
My sockeye sees a big storm coming!
He sees it in a cheesy fresco!
He saw it in raw meat!
My sockeye sees you go under!
You'll probably drown next week!
My sockeye sees a big storm coming!
He sees it in a cheesy fresco!
He saw it in raw meat!
My sockeye sees you go under!
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Meerkat
I own the Great State of Oklahoma!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!
Meerkats choke the Niebelungen!
They call it triage!
Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!
Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!
It's a meerkat enigma!
My phone won't ring!
I own Ohio and Wyoming!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!
Meerkats choke the Niebelungen!
They call it triage!
Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!
Choke the Rhine!
Choke the Rhone!
It's a meerkat enigma!
My phone won't ring!
I own Ohio and Wyoming!
I'm a meerkat tycoon!
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Cartoon Pink
My grandma was a burgler!
My mommy burns glue in the sink!
We drink all day and at night we turn
cartoon pink!
My mommy burns glue in the sink!
We drink all day and at night we turn
cartoon pink!
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Vita Propria
Are you the owner of this moron?
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
It looks like a lawn mower!
Put some pants on it!
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
It bit my uncle!
It swallowed a thermos!
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
But we came to the end and remembered everything,
and then we didn't.
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
It looks like a lawn mower!
Put some pants on it!
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
It bit my uncle!
It swallowed a thermos!
What mother wouldn't want to hear those words?
But we came to the end and remembered everything,
and then we didn't.
Saturday, November 8, 2014
High School
You go back to high school.
You wish you were dead.
You blush.
You blush like the Red Mists of Aldebaran!
All the mimics and
sickos dissolve in a
cosmic
kiss!
You wish you were dead.
You blush.
You blush like the Red Mists of Aldebaran!
All the mimics and
sickos dissolve in a
cosmic
kiss!
Monday, November 3, 2014
Long Island Railroad
They all eat the same oyster!
They all ride the same horse!
Oyster-horse on a house-boat in Mecox Bay!
Arty oysters from Montauk!
Bratty oysters from Quogue!
They all ride the same horse!
Oyster-horse on a house-boat in Mecox Bay!
Arty oysters from Montauk!
Bratty oysters from Quogue!
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