Sure, that’s a fine parcel duck for a mentor,A finger attachment glued to a point shapely
In some learner’s brain gizmo
Also a mucus receptacle
Collecting overripe naggots,
Leftovers from holidays of past ham and teacakes,
For snide ticklers;
Naggots that collect & fester in the folds.
Over off ramp trajectories a mentor
Recalls the putrid troughage
And resells to
Speeding transitories--
Myopic barnacles that ride for free--
Falling wayward with new old baggage:
Jabs and putdowns
For front line cannon fodder
And children and dogs.

oh, no: is this a cry for help? No, it's a loofah!
3 comments:
You've been tagged.I know i feel strange too.
no,'never seen McCartney .I was always a Lennon-Man........
Candie...good, i hate feeling strange alone.
Tony...i prefer Lennon also, but he doesn't perform live concerts much anymore; does he?
Post a Comment