Poetry

The one that set’s up the anti-limerick

 

That fly girl with the erotic tattoo
having slept through her entire ground crew
claims no single fall guy
could get it up quite so high
as to challenge her manifest world view

Published by r.douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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