Wednesday, April 11, 2007

you are a ladder.........




she smelled just like a ladder
“Where the streets have no name”
Sounds like an honest refrain.
The cable access station was in jeopardy.
Because the pledge drive was misguided
No one had seen the missing dog.
And it would continue to be unseen.
And then missing for a very, very long time.
The news paper headline read.
Local Astronaut bad at joke telling.
Or telling a story for that matter.
Allergic to the punch line.

William Shakespeare held a wet t-shirt contest.
thru the binoculars the African snow leopard looked exotic.
chef has pornographic fetish for FONTS.
The support group had recently closed its doors.
His auto-biography was number one on the NEW YORK TIMES WORST SELLERS list.
www.monsterboobs.gov
The first name in the phone book was FUCK YOU
it was possible too marry a cloud

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