Today's poems [3.6.07]

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A widow who lived in Rangoon 
               Hung a black-ribboned wreath on her womb, 
                    "To remind me," she said, 
                    "Of my husband who's dead, 
               And of what put him into his tomb." 

There was a young dancer, Priscillla, 
               Who flavored her cunt with vanilla. 
                    The taste was so fine, 
                    Men and beasts stood in line, 
               Including a stud armadilla. 

               A vice both obscene and unsavory 
               Holds the Mayor of Southhampton in slavery. 
                    With bloodcurdling howls 
                    He deflowers young owls 
               Which he keeps in an underground aviary. 

There was an old maid in Van Nuys 
               Who went crazy from making mud pies. 
                    She would fill them with farts 
                    And pickled beef-hearts, 
               And bake them between her fierce thighs. 

               A passionate red-headed girl, 
               When you kissed her, her senses would whirl, 
                    And her twat would get wet 
                    And would wiggle and fret, 
               And her cunt-lips would curl and unfurl. 

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