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Fundamental Questions

I can't say the catty word, much less ******? I can say dick, prick, hard on anything but the anatomical *****? Isn't it weird there's a lotta guys named after *****es and very few women (I don't know one) named after ******s?

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Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 12/12/2011 2:50:00 AM

Very good like it x

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 12/6/2011 6:20:00 PM

Virginia?? LOL any way it's a man's world please read my verse Womb Man you'll enjoy it! Untill the gender neutral the language we'll continue to have to deal with the *rap and god forbid they require gender equity in the laws of the USA or anywhere else!

Adelaja Olayiwola

Date: 12/5/2011 11:34:00 PM

its a precise one, i love it. I hope to work this way.

Don Johnson

Date: 12/5/2011 9:46:00 PM

who chooses the fair words or the fowl, a chickens chance to learn to howl, a prick so slick has a chance to growl, some joker jerking here:)

Nancy Jones
Date: 12/5/2011 9:50:00 PM

growlin, howlin, fowlin jerkin, slickin prickin them chickens, as long as it's fun :) backatcha

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/5/2011 9:42:00 PM

A fun read, Nancy! did you ever see the Seinfeld episode on the clitoris rhymed name?

Nancy Jones
Date: 12/5/2011 9:43:00 PM

Dang, Andrea!!! How'dya do that? You can say clitoris but I can't say vagina?... wanna trade?

Vince Suzadail Jr.

Date: 12/5/2011 9:19:00 PM

It all boils down to how you look at it. We already know what's on the censor's mind. Geez, last election my buddy asked if I like Bush and I told him "Since I was twelve." He said I was sick. I asked him if he liked Chaney? gotta love it!!

Nancy Jones
Date: 12/5/2011 9:26:00 PM

Vince, my friend, I will never cease to be amazed how you can make my furthest from political poems political. I salute ya, sorta. Grins and namaste to ya ~N