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Poem Revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 At 1500 Hours
Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior automatically linkedin with Lothario; an unscrupulous seducer of women, based upon a character in The Impertinent Curious Man, a story within a story in Miguel de Cervantes' 1605 novel, Don Quixote. Hard to fathom where yours truly got (seedy – CD) drive and moxie, after willingly assenting to pledge sacred marital agreement courtesy justice of the peace and Magisterial District Judge: Henry Schireson 925 Montgomery Avenue, Suite 100, Narberth, Pennsylvania 19072-1913. He subsequently and immediately pronounced myself and the missus as newlywed groom and bride freshly minted husband and wife July twenty fifth nineteen ninety six until death do us part. A couple years later, we acquired our first computer then snazzy top of the line COMPAQ presario running on Windows 98 operating system no less, a belated wedding anniversary present, whereat wide-eyed, I quickly disc hoovered plethora pornographic websites expending energy and time crafting which hashtagged electronic ejaculations recognized now as crude sexually explicit classified personal advertisements forsaking welfare of marriage and fatherhood to mine innocent beautiful two little girls. I blatantly, egregiously, indiscriminately... whiled away hours shucking off essentially grievously ignoring paternal and husbandly duties instead prioritizing re: cultivating, cavorting, frolicking, inviting... romantic (née dangerous) liaisons. These days majority of time spent online constitutes crafting anecdotes of mein kampf, albeit reflecting categorically imponderable poetry and/or stream of consciousness prose veritable anonymous readers probably roll their eyes at mine trademark double entendre, yet bard arse (with shaky spear) knows how inapropos I consider ogling attractive gals for instance while grocery shopping with the missus at Trader Joe's, nevertheless job of this punster his wordplay accidentally doth impose so please pardon moi harmless momentary lapse of rhymed reason as mine handy dandy blue veined ribbed slimy fleshy hose does double duty in tandem with magic wand, lifelike snaky entity that actually grows particularly necessary when burst of fiery secretion flows intense spray powerful enough to pulverize knees and elbows subsequently witnessing yours truly to doze, an ideal juncture to figuratively close silently wailing analogy to Moby Dick regarding how yesterdays prurient laced introductions to rhyme in retrospect embarrassingly blows. Herewith to enliven anecdote ever further, I inject humorous tidbit just gimme moment to unload and reach into psychological metaphorical knapsack particularly blue slimy hose, my keepsake to forcibly remove dingleberries birthed courtesy emergency pit stop without means and ways to clean derriere, a feeble and futile attempt. Haint no fallacy yours truly subsequently secured more powerful giant accouterment, while clinging for dear life perched atop ledge er or edge er domain of clawfoot bathtub, (ah how convenient and timely smallish size Jacuzzi getup to appear) and lemme figuratively continue (closing) pathetic riffraff (apropos of nothing) riffling around mostly strewn with random tchotchkes and odd bubba's zayda's knickknack such as ahh... look here hocked wares, acquired ready to receive paddywhack giving dog(gerel) bonafied chops. Without warning be alert and on outlook for non sequitur verses asinine blather to blurt plus quite juvenile grown man here averse to prick thought processes of her/him who might peruse frivolous inane gibberish, cuz precious effort ye exert to comprehend written contents alluding to metaphorical little squirt. I chose to memorialize, alas and alack atypical/unusual fond memory - argh, a sudden nostalgia attack many... countless years gone back livingsocial at 324 Level Road, elapsed good times, I can never buyback Gambone builders demolished complex edifice currently repurposed mansion manse courtesy vinyl city as Stella's Way boyhood address above, frequently seen dramatically transformed into aforementioned place name, which property originally christened Glen Elm, (within national registries) yours truly cannot easily callback. Noggin houses storied detailed information though I experience exercise in futility searching Internet, said webbed wide world absent information when Leipers lived circa early nineteen hundreds, though if mine perchance eyes espied absent estate... slack jawed stare would repeatedly sow sadness weighing me heart heavy as coalsack accompanying sorrow with attendant flood of tears, would make an immediate comeback impossible mission to stopper feeble, futile and lame counterattack, where sentimental reverie would carry me far away to Old Virginny, for no particular rhyme nor reason e'en attempting to write recollections might trigger tsunami immanent grievous childhood memories recollecting watching silent home movies, while chomping on crackerjack when I had real teeth, boot the Missus axed me to enliven herself regaling humorous instances, thus I cutback to... hardy potty times, the major drawback x amount of time elapsed summoning special occasions (surgeon general's warning such mental revisitations) fraught with onset, where perilous flashback will moost likely violently grip cerebral cortex analogous to puny chap (me) knocked unconscious courtesy searingly robust hypothetical fullback, nevertheless impossible mission to restrain waterworks I intend to hijack, and hoop fully succeed tamping tears strong suggestion as encouraged by hunchback from Notre Dame Dublin down on miscreants known within these neck of woods as storied Paul Bunyan also alias Phil Ander er, (especially among superficially prim and proper, but actually debauched women folk), whose services regarding payback best abide, adhere, and afford to pay forward credo fore playbook. Said burly lumberjack with severe scoliosis, nonetheless quite self evident his outsize implement, (ye need not axe further questions) extinguishing problematic residue iterated further within mine playful ramble methinks ye uttered vamoose, hence best make a bee line and hastily scramble.
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