(she’s certainly clickot)
(she’s certainly cruel)
She was tapering to a point
In a corona of foam
I had one chance to stop her eggs
Pronounced ‘eggs’ or ‘brad’
But although inches from her column
I started falling out
Dover, get undressed, this
Car is parked with a sponge
A mine is a persuasive place
Especially when it’s dark
She uncorked herself
Teeth spilling from her nostrils
Her handle inflated to fill
My hand just so
And in her breast pocket she wore
A fish named angelo
Of which i have the duplicate
Eric