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you don't have to chop it off.
by Maria Francescajust turn it in my direction -
aim it toward my mouth,
lend its attention to me for awhile
and maybe later I'll give it a little nibble
but best if you keep it attatched;
I only mean to borrow it
for a few minutes
and I don't know what Van Gogh was thinking
but really,
it's useless
without you on the other end of it. 05/15/2007 Posted on 05/16/2007
Copyright © 2024 Maria Francesca
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 05/16/07 at 07:46 AM Heh, too good... Way too good. ;) |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 05/16/07 at 12:47 PM very well done...had a bobbit flash for a second...lol. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 05/16/07 at 01:16 PM Too funny! I'm relieved by Genevieve's comment...i was thinking there is something way wrong with me, for having the same flash... |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 05/16/07 at 04:41 PM well, a mental image i did make...well done! ~JPP |
| Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 05/21/07 at 11:43 AM I enjoyed this immensely, but I have to admit I had the same flash as the above commentors. (penis envy?) |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/21/07 at 11:58 AM Um, I had a hard time with this at first...but now, I'm all ears! |
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