The girl in the showy, daisy lace dress
in the form of Dian, crowned with volupture...
Laying here alone in your bed all sorts of...
Abandoned now yet last night gladly you squeezed...
My psychedelic frog is lost
he must be found at any cost...
On tip-toe with no paws;
I quietly made my way along...
My mother in law is visiting
Tomorrow just at three...
How I Long for the Fall,
And everything that it brings...
As the morning dawns
And your breath reeks like a skunk...
If I move angel around
you would see it from...
Yeah; I've been through hell and back many times...
saying that boldly so my alter ego understands...
It's a husband's job
to misconstrue his wife's tastes...
“‘ere your current bun”
What! my son...
The Dangers of Texts
Written for a very young friend (only 22) who I...