Ah! Rugose, flaccid nose-hole of the ruffled temple zone,
Your googly funnel-bunny gnaws a constipating bone,
The flow of curdled fennel burbles freely ‘twixt my toes,
Like humming lemon lemmings plinking furgled fertile rows,
Give over to me all your wingèd tokens priss-pristine,
Lest I dislocate your gruntle sack you disgusting pervert,
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Foolish Ideas for Tee-Shirts Number 1
I’m still at work at 5:30 and I’m bored…
“I survived the great Collapsing Hrung Disaster of 03758 and all I got was a son named Ix”
