Learn an instrument… seduce a lady.
I saw the morning dew betwixt thine thighs
As I removed my source of Grecian power
As if King Midas dared to touch the skies
Upon thy body fell a golden shower
Thy body’s temples, two church bells had rung
Upon thy chest, a row of pearls bestowed
The sun had set, thy set with wary hung
I thought, “How black a night and blue a lode.”
I said, “What light through yonder beaver breaks? It is the yeast.”
And now my belly’s yellow
My pole gives cause to storms and earthy quakes
But ‘tis not massive, I am no Othello
And when that final moment came to pass
Like Christ I came-a riding on an ass
I like the fact that Robert Frobisher decided to grace both sexes with the pleasure of his company.
"Everyone is ahead of us, except the people to the left of us." …"What direction are you facing?" …"I’m facing the fucking map!!!"
(Conversations like this occur when I try explaining time zones and a little bit of geography. Makes perfect sense to me!)
By Noil Klune