Pissphenol, now I know,
That’s what happened to,
Mrs. So and So,
I am being polite,
Should I sue?
Some company,
But who,
I’m pissed off you see,
All this abuse,
Verbal, beatings and such,
All this from tomato juice,
Or should I blame her mother,
Chemicals again I see,
Little men in white coats,
Made her more like me,
Monsters we create,
Maybe a feminist agenda,
They paid some greedy wimp,
More aggression, rah, rah, rah,
Curtail that penis limb,
Anyway I am at a loss,
Fifty years of punishment,
All from tomato sauce,
When will all this end?
I, at best, am only half and half,
With all these faults was blessed,
Only difference, I don’t calf,
Well, you know the rest,
Chemicals the dope I take,
To keep me calm and steady,
Not a peep I make,
Until she’s says I’m ready,
Guess what though, just to please her,
Niagara I take,
More chemicals for this geezer,
Usually good till I awake,
Pharma, ceut or pharmalat,
Or someone of this ilk,
Is being sued for being bad,
For selling tainted, I got to run,
I feel it coming on,
Chemicals are calling,
Have to rush before it’s gone,
Fore some innocent I’m balling,
Men, and all that aggression,
I’m so ashamed,
So glad I’m finished with this session,
If only chemicals they tamed.©07/10/2009
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Sounds like you need to find that remote island Georg is talking about. And the very reason I only allow Mean Tall Woman to eat organic food!
Those bruises ain't from lovemaking, they are from her smacking your silly ass for believing otherwise!
Georg
What cocktails we are and what a cocked-up world of chemicals! Much of the time we really don't know what we're ingesting...we may think we do, but can we be sure? If this sounds like paranoia, then so be it, paranoia it is. Well said!
John