Today's poems [6.12.19]
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I love you, You love me,
People say that we're just friends,
But we are really Lesbians.
There was a young man from St. Paul's
Who read Harper's Bazaar and McCall's
Till he grew such a passion
For feminine fashion
That he knitted a snood for his balls.
Said an ardent young bridegroom named Trask,
"I will grant any wish that you ask,"
Said the bride, "Kiss me, dearie,
Until I grow weary,"
But he died of old age at the task.
There was a young man from Bangore
Who was tired and said to his whore,
"If you'll only roll over
I'll get my dog Rover,
And you can have six inches more."
There was a young man from St. Paul
Who had really no scruples at all---
He would fart when he'd talk,
And shit when he'd walk,
And at night throw it over the wall.
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