WickedEve
save an apple, eat eve
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and sometimes i drive it
by WickedEve ©
i ought to hang a tree from the mirror
to mingle scents,
you know, pine and pussy.
The above stanza is causing me emotional distress. Quick, get me the smelling salts. I feel faint and I need some iced tea. The "and sometimes i drive it" poem is okay, but that one stanza just totally icks it up. How did it get past me? I know, it was late and I was horny. God! Poets, never write poetry when your private parts are in control. It just doesn't make for good poetry.
Anyway, I have submitted an edit.
by WickedEve ©
i ought to hang a tree from the mirror
to mingle scents,
you know, pine and pussy.
The above stanza is causing me emotional distress. Quick, get me the smelling salts. I feel faint and I need some iced tea. The "and sometimes i drive it" poem is okay, but that one stanza just totally icks it up. How did it get past me? I know, it was late and I was horny. God! Poets, never write poetry when your private parts are in control. It just doesn't make for good poetry.
Anyway, I have submitted an edit.