Where, Have All the Orangoutangs Gone

Joey wished a drink after arriving from up state a long haul
Jezabel his maiden queen, hearing once more the saloon door
Swing and parting her bloomers ? Pomagranate lips as coconut oil
She ran to he whom placed one silver dollar, within her palm; while their
Curious children did gaze on; both barefoot, and need of a bath ? Reaching into his
New havens imported polar bear pouch; grasping a handful of camel jerky, tossing it their way
Scrambling about the dusty floor amid joyful glee ? Alfalfa Spanky As Buckwheat; Darla, left wondering.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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