Dude, totally read drawers as trousers. Another good read. Sting and I approve. See ya.
Your poem made me think of the song “Every B breath
Eff me. Stupid phone. As I was typing before my phone went nuts. Your poem remind me of the Sting song “Every Breath You Take” hence my comment. My mind works in mysterious ways.
Ah! Get it.
Your mind certainly does! Don’t stop it.
I couldn’t if I tried. It won’t shut up or stop moving. I’m about to eat pancakes. I’ll maple your syrup later. I don’t even know what that means, but it sounds like some weird shite you Yorkies would say. Ha-ha
Sounds like an interesting euphemism! You’ll need long arms to maple my syrup all way from yonder hills! Ya freak! Haha
Shut up, ya oerv. 😉 Maple your own syrup. See ya, cheeky chops gitty xx
Good morning!! And if I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night. Nice work, Sir. 😊
And if still don’t see ya, merry Easter!
Fanks Larry. Hope all’s groovy.
Oh, and f**k the Oxford Comma. It’s one of my habits.
One of your habits is fucking a comma?! Whatever floats yer canoe, big fella!! Haha
Blame it on my ADD, baby.
Not the moonlight then? Or the boogie?
Never heard that before. Really enjoyed! Fanks Larry.
Piffle turned me on to that one. I’ve used the Oxford Comma since the 2nd grade, and I’m not quitting now. Cheers!!
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