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PROCRASTINATION.....
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Phyllis Beckman |
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Seductive 'Crasstination,
who swivels ample hips,
while asking how her jeans fit,
"Look fat?" I bite my lip....
I stammer, smelling trouble,
no flip reply will do.
She's got me, I'm a gonner.
And now she's after you!
I wish we were in synch here.
I wish we had a clue.
But no...no answers mustered
will hide us from her view.
Her vision's twenty-twenty,
her ears are acute too.
I stammer. I'm a gonner.
And now she's after you!
I didn't read the manual...
(directions leave me cold)...
My father didn't tell me.
And now he's far too old!
I murmer, "I still love you",
while reaching for her lips.
She backs off, eyes ablaze now,
"I ASKED about my HIPS!"
(to be continued.....or not)
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--Submitted by Phyllis Beckman on 2011-03-12.
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lanet:
Oh, please do go on.
Posted 03/13/2011 08:24 AM
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Phyllis Beckman:
Spell Check. Murmur. I murmur, " I still love you", while reaching for her lips.....
Posted 03/12/2011 05:20 AM
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