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I 'll leave the poetry up a little longer, since you seem to be enjoying it thus far.

the only new thing I have to add is that bleaching my hair, even the tips like I'm doing tonight, is a bitch! I've gone from black to dirty blond.



enjoy the poetry from the other day

alright, here's what i've got for poetic: mainly for Buddha becuase he's been demanding something poetic (and I'll warn you if you're looking for something enchanting or magical, this ain't it, because I haven't any magic wand or fairy dust.)

"Pardon, Madam, but I must be blunt---
I have to say I much admire your cunt."
--Edward de Vere

"Who's that coming down the track,
Prick and balls slung o'er his back?
Well, stike me dead!
It's Foreskin Ned--
The Bastard from the Bush!"
--Australian folk ballad

"There once was a lady from France
Who got on a train in a trance.
Everyone fucked her,
Except the conductor,
And he came off in his pants."
--Ezra Pound

...and then there's my personal favorite...

"All men lie on top.
Drooling,
Screaming,
Sweating.
Drive a thousand enourmous fingers through
my honey love.
Lather my butt,
Beat his apparatus,
Smear bare lust over my man.
Place fluff in her garden.
Lick me! Eat me!
Our meat rose.
In. Out.
I watch
heaving, rocking,
Thinking about a symphony of tongues,
manipulating boys beneath,
picturing girls above,
Together
Here
For Eternity."
--A boy named Su


I can't believe I used the phrase "fairy dust" wth?