‘One thousand love bites really,
did what love bites can inflict.’
And when they kissed the glue
that held the dentures
revived itself and stuck
the lovers fast together.
He was no dentist and she
no Spring Chicken.
The missing links had left
with all the teeth.
And that wild night
they slept in bed
and loved each other.
Out in the bathroom,
on the sink were sitting still,
in a tall glass two dentures
fresh and rosy
and they could kiss all night
in total privacy.
there is a she called Dand Bowstring to unwind.A Slim from PommylandHer Majesty’s in Dutch,Bushpoet Tweeds and sandand more, I’m sure as such.I’d kiss the lot of course,if manners did permit,though through a Trojan Horsewe meet a hypocrite.Her lips were made for meher tongue, her hands to feel,her Q supplants her Pand Dew completes the…
uplifted byits own history.It’s seen the slaughterof Thomas Muenzer’s men,the fertile fieldshave given thanksand produceto blood and its successors,medieval timeshave long beenlaid to restall heads lopped offthe sound of swordsfrom Klingenthalring in the future.We reminisceeach Spring and Fallclimb up the towerof the wingthat has survivedand seen it all.We raise our steinsin solemn silencethose days were…
A bunch of loonies did decidethat global warming, far and wideis caused by stuff called C O Twotherefore we suffer, me and you.Conveniently forgetting thoughthat rain and sunshine, even snowand life itself depend on it,all eaten stuff turns into shitby means of CO Two, oh yes,without it there would be no mess,because all life would…
Flipping his fingers while one eye was kept on Mitch,and chewed a wad of chewing gum that threatened to escapefrom fleshy lips beneath a Boston gray Moustache.‘It has been brought’, so said the voice in Texas Drawl,‘to our attention at the proud DOHS,that one -so far elusive- perpetrator, hasbesmirched the character and lily skin of…
and ride kangaroos.But Tony piped inthat he loved doubledeckers.Would they run on gas.Then Chirac woke up.Beaujolais from the Loireit would be parfait.When Schroeder heard ithe went down to the cellarand drank all the beer.So, Condoleezawas discussing with Lauraabout men like George.Then the Pope called up‘Jesus travelled without itGod will fix it all’.God was mad as…
you would blossom for medit je t’aime à mon coeur.Just today as a wokemon coeur s’est arrêtéand I thought that it brokeyet you came, Liberté,as we crossed the big riverin that small little tinnyI was stroking your liverand caressing your inny.Klingt das Echo, ein Eidlet the avalanche breakin the tide of the slidele fourchette, near…
