Monday, March 22, 2010

A poem is a plumb is napalm

She said
"Let's go to
my place"
He said
"Can we
play Scrabble?"

Diamonds are a
girl's best friend.
I, unfortunately,
have always been a

"Love poems are
so corny," she said.
"Yeah, totally," he said,
stuffing a love poem
back into his pocket.

Pillow talk, for me,
has always meant
talking to my pillow.

He said,
"What do you
want to do?"
She said
"I don't know
what do you want
to do?"
Nine months later
there was a baby.

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