by Ed Matlack
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I freely admit,
I make about as much sense,
As standing on my head,
To take a big SH**...
Following a few jerks,
Seemingly with no quirks,
Not sure yet what are the perks…
Sinus headaches a botheration,
Passed down from an Atlantian nation,
Under the waves they did sink,
Sure took care of any corpse’ that did stink…
Cephalalgias hurt a great deal,
Better to take aspirin with a meal,
You may find from this that your brain will reel,
So what if I write so incongruously surreal…
No pain is suffered on this end,
Except when my body does bend,
My head only throbs when on I cannot get my Depends,
Then is when I do take my antediluvian liquid-filled horse pill,
Thankfully herein, THE END...
© ed ~ 1/1/06
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|:) good luck!!
lol at Jerry yip!!
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|LOL at Jerry!! Those meds make me feel uncomfortably funky...I always did prefer the illicit ones; they just seemed to be more predictable and a lot more fun.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Oh, I think we are smoking the same stuff, Edward.|