for MM in the land of corn
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Butt-ache. Butt-ache. Butt-ache.
Hey. Happy Wednesday, everyone.
No, no, no--you don’t want to sink to my level.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I still have eight drafts to grade. I spent the last hour eating toast! (but I showered . . . so today? success!)
I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm just working on a new poem and thought I'd post it up here.
ReplyDeleteToast fills a whole hour, huh? Must be some good toast.
I sprinkle "basil" on it.
ReplyDelete(No, no I don't.)
Yes. Also, I think that would be closer to "oregano."
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