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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A magnet for tsuris Summation notation of achievements wrought absolute zero pridefulness to self - a veritable highstrong yoyo (lame at walking the dog) a solitudinarian devoid of xoxo methinks (writer of these words) Hebrew a legacy of woe courtesy self apathy expanding across his mein kampf on a broader scale analogous to predicted fallout from Project 2025, where resultant mayhem will trigger widespread societal upheaval upending progressive socialism videre licet flick of the wrist veto where democracy writhes vis a vis death throw signature of forty seventh president of the United States, the septuagenarian who trumpets hegemony, and dons hat of dictator carte blanche a caricature of a contortionist trotting out dog and pony show the former a growling super gnasher tooth flasher (actual name of a book title written by Daniel Pinkwater and featured on Reading Rainbow Episode 8 in Season 7 and originally aired on March 28, 1990), which year a tad less than my half-life ago when this "Froggie Went a Courtin'" an amphibious embarkation whereat yours truly pitched hither and yon, to and fro within a tempestuous relationship with the then girlfriend who visited me at 324 Level Road (the vestige of Glen Elm Estate whittled down to about a half dozen acres with trace of formal gardens long since reclaimed by mother nature as overgrown woodland) my boyhood domicile, but became a permanent fixture within the Harris household constantly assailing me to pledge my troth after we already consummated consensual coitus aptly enough at the Evansburg Park residence of Steve Cummings (principally prompted with reckless abandon by unsheathed phallus) intercourse occurred countless times, though devoid of mutual (of Omaha) fundamental orgasmic prolongation courtesy hair trigger minute man of mine, which got fired from his miniscule silo discovering seminal virility sometime around mid March of nineteen ninety six when we became ensnared in the parent trap on a freaky Friday - the ides of March where we bickered over what to name the unborn child gender revealed at ultrasound during the second trimester, typically between eighteen and twenty two weeks of pregnancy, but by the second trimester, the baby's genitals are developed enough for the sonographer to identify the sex with reasonable certainty, which bouncing baby girl set the wife on buying sprees at upscale thrift stores within environs around 2700 Elroy Avenue Hatfield, which afforded a grand view of a meat processing plant the first apartment complex we moved into after pledging our troth yours truly designated as a forerunner to quasi proto doordash heavily patronizing Boston Market temporarily escaping vocalizing future star student who also tested her pipes when we settled down to sleep all three of us crammed upon a crib mattress keeping the bedroom door closed a minor inconvenience against an undeterred plague of water bugs, whose population kept in check by sprinkling borax powder underneath sink, where they throve within the warm and damp plumbing fixtures.
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