today, tomorrow then what?
do you have plans? plans can
easily be changed.
have changed my diaper,
and now will hit the strip for
naughty socializing with
diaper clad bunny honeys.
so, here I be, scratching my head
for just one fabulous poem
yes, fabulous is a joke.
roses are red, violets are blue,
and here I sit straining
my old brain for something new.
make of this what you want, except that.
that, dear friends, neighbors and instagators
is highly illegal. of course, knowing soiety
as we do, that's the first place we'll go,
and we'll suffer for it. we are such a
society pain and suffering, aren't we?
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