Shortpurge
A spewnami of epigrams, poems and other shoems
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Where there's a willy, there's a way
on her shapely self
rested a good head
with enough inside
to know that often
all it takes to get
ahead is good head.
and so she went
down on her knees
shut her mouth
swallowed his pride
and bit the bullet.
He screamed in pain.
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