Today's poems [3.8.10]
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My face in the mirror
isn't wrinkled or drawn;
My house isn't dirty,
the cobwebs are gone.
My garden looks lovely,
and so does my lawn;
I think I might never
put my glasses back on!
There was a young student of Yale
Who was getting his first piece of tail.
He shoved in his pole,
But in the wrong hole,
And a voice from beneath yelled: "No sale!"
There was a young man named O'Rourke
Heard babies were brought by the stork,
So he went to the zoo
And attempted to screw
One old bird -- end-result: didn't work.
A fellow who lives in St. Paul
Has one hexadronical ball.
The cube of its weight,
Plus his penis, times eight
Is his phone number; give him a call.
The Jung Idea
The young things who frequent picture-palaces
Have no use for this psycho-analysis;
And although doctor Freud
Is distinctly annoyed
They cling to their long-standing fallacies.
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