The silly party stinks less than the Pooper;
to pin some grievance upon every trooper,
he tries to join them like it was his class
but finds what children play is pin the ass.
FIAT
The thread expressing such positions
about your breath, your weird conditions,
unfortunately, should not expect
my acquiescence in the least respect*!
* The amusements’ chill shade after crit-overkill
is where sergeants-at-drills have their own stringent fill:
Wait till Cromwell invades your lax bacchanal
with a voice from the grave—absolutely anal.
Last edited by Erik Olson; 06-25-2018 at 03:49 AM.
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