Friday, September 28, 2012


A woman who tended to whine
Forgive me for so many not fine
Was a long day of visits to MDs
Needed to wash away hee-bee-jees
Unfortunately, I fear you all reaped the brine

Red And White Wine by Petr Kratochvi

There was a woman who tended to whine
That when prodded she drifted off line
Kept typing in stream
Of an unconscious dream
Filled often with waste matter not wine

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