Eh. I'm not going to get much done until my landline comes back on. Going for a walk!
Anyone who's liked or commented on this post when I return is getting a dirty limerick.
(Except Scott. We already talked 'hose the other day. ๐)
There once was a dreamer named Stephen
Who tried to manage his heart within reason--
But as Spock set the bar
And even Vulcans "Pon Farr"
What's a human to do, but get *bleepin'*?
๐ฅ Nah, you're too rad for generic dirty.
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There once was a redhead named Jules
Whose BS-detector caught fools--
She'd string 'em up like Christmas lights
When she caught them dead to rights.
Imagine the justice in our world, if she ruled!
There once was a rad chick called Kay
Whose star rose a little higher every day.
Though she ached on ascent
From a big heart often spent--
She only grew into more glory on the way.
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Stuey! I know you "starred" the first post, but I didn't see your name last night, so here's two for you now (couldn't pick!).
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There once was a baker named Stuey
Whose prowess with the gals wasn't hooey--
They'd give an amorous shake
When he baked them a cake
And get off while the rise was still gooey.
Have you heard of dear Stuey the Bard,
whose tunes bring all the girls to his yard?
You might think the demand
far too much for one man--
but not if you always rock hard! ๐
@MLClark Hit me Mama.
They call this Veruca most salty
But it really isn't her fault, see--
With all the wackos turned on
By the whole world going wrong
We're lucky she hasn't gone "nuke-em-all'-sky! ๐
@MLClark Nobel prize for poetry. ๐
@MLClark
There once was an incredible machine, that produced orgasms like youโve never seen. With parts concave and convex to fit either sex and attachments for those in between.
A dog and its glasses once parted
When its paramour suddenly farted
But when the going gets tough
This canine plays "ruff"--
And always finishes whatever's been started. ๐
@MLClark Enjoy your walk! ๐
๐ Oh, Jon. It almost feels impolite to do you dirty, so I'm going in two directions: one as kind as you are, and one more raunchy.
A gent we call Jon is all courtesy
Until hard times call for urgency--
[Though he'd love nothing more
Than a light jaunt through life's door,
He can break it down, too, in emergencies.]
[At the bottom of the inning
If you're not already winning,
He'll give you a record finish, personally!]
@MLClark Iโm honored at the response!
I didnโt know there were any photos of my door kicking days! ๐
@MLClark @Kaysymmetry I like this story!
@MLClark thank you. That's beautiful ๐ซโค๏ธ
@MLClark ๐คฃ๐คฃ Thank you xx
@MLClark missed this
Hope I am not late
In a world full of crashing old bores
Kinnison's no man to abhor--
He'll fetch you a plate and a drink
Before the news makes you sink,
And if you're low, join you down on all fours. ๐
The kind, M L Clark, was verbose
Her words, full of wit, we're engrossed
Feathers of syllables
slaps of principals
please ma'am, tie me up, Whipping post
@Tacitus_Kilgore
Tacitus Kilgore once wrote from above
About how the world needs more sweet, sweet love
But when others took the cue
To mean "world peace by snu-snu"
Well if that's what it takes, game on, guv'!
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