A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

We meet somewhere between early and late,
share noon's and night, cocktail's n coffee
in the little bar in the ally,
not far from the rail head

Has anyone seen Guido?
He's been gone a good while;
it's always a happy thing
to see a gorilla smile while
reading Shakespeare
and sipping a banana daiquiri

Harry lays down his e pad,
puts the e puffer on charge
and heads for the e pillow

I think Guido left to start a school for Facebook/Twitter illiterates of which there are many (or are just on my Timeline driving me crazy?) but he should be visiting soon if only to be around a bit of culture for a change. Poor guy I don't think it's the right vocation for him, not with his sensibilities :(
 
4, 5? drinks later and you stand
Whoa!
there's too many stairs in this house
and not enough alcohol
 
:D:D


not quite

nappies here are what you call diapers, so.... sticking your hand in your nappy and pouting has rather amusing overtones for us heathen brits :devil:
EWeeee! :eek:
and, what's a nappy doughnut? sounds like a pooh-formation!

a nappy donut is ethnic cuisine *tries to keep a straight face*
 
To the left a little, tickle faster

:eek: you nearly cost me a mouthful of whisky! lmao


as for nappy doughnuts, i'm none the wiser - i'm getting images of a million and one kinds of doughnut, 'roids relief cushions, and rolled hairstyles

so, c'mon, what is it?
 
:eek: you nearly cost me a mouthful of whisky! lmao


as for nappy doughnuts, i'm none the wiser - i'm getting images of a million and one kinds of doughnut, 'roids relief cushions, and rolled hairstyles

so, c'mon, what is it?

A curly pastry lies 'tween her thighs
close trimmed beard, waiting to be glazed
not an oyster
or Charlie chaplin
 
A curly pastry lies 'tween her thighs
close trimmed beard, waiting to be glazed
not an oyster
or Charlie chaplin

:eek:

i would never have got that in a thousand years. what about you, annie? would you have worked that one out? verra strange

:D
 
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