mmdccxix

UBERHORNY

(Sexually Explicit: Search for girls to come over)

if anyone needs to

ever be attributed

in poetry, perhaps

it should be Spam.

Spam has always

been somewhat

kind to me, a pro

at providing all

sorts of fodder

and meaning

(the meaning

less made me

aningful,

would

perhaps

be better

put).

mmdccxviii

A Fantastickal Note To The Tallest Narcissist

I told you

at least

fourteen

times

that I

did NOT

make

you up.

But you

were

only

stone.

Stone

which

I can

only

use

as

un

bear

able

desire;

yet

which

I ever

so log

ically

leave

daily

at

river’s

edge.

Every

day has

a river.

Every

river

has an

edge.

Dryly,

From the River’s Edge,

Yes, of course it’s me.

mmdccxvii

Getting Played

The kerfuffle

it was all about?

Happy Grand

pa’s Favorite

National

Holiday

Day! Wow,

bizarre, a

ringing

sensation;

a coil con

nected to a

headset...

Hello,

do you have

Prince Albert

in a can?

Reporting

live from

the top

of the #1

all-time

favorite

laureate’s

head!  On

ly what he

really mean

t to say was

good

morning

it’s five am
I called.

mmdccxvi

Freakin’

That freakin’

you’re hearing

for money’s

your bad sound

pocket.  Shirt

sleeves up,

chest puffed

out like a

French past

ry about to

explode

(pouf!).