Monday, March 17, 2008

A verse of inappropriate sobriety:

The body of Duncan lay dead,
Still warm on his kingly white bed.
Washed her hands did she,
Cleaned his blade did he,
And the salty green waters were red.

posted at 9:10:15 pm

J f Z
March 26, 2008   07:19 AM PDT
 
I dunno. I see porn here.
You know.
March 25, 2008   02:40 PM PDT
 
Don't say the name, it's bad luck in my circles.
Amanda
March 24, 2008   10:03 PM PDT
 
I feel proud that I know what it's about. Isn't feeling proud about that sad?
acturi
March 20, 2008   06:47 PM PDT
 
I once had a writing professor tell me that no one taught limericks simply because they couldn't find one that wasn't pornographic.

Clearly, this is the one.
Sinja
March 19, 2008   01:23 PM PDT
 
Your mom is a verse of inappropriate sobriety.

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Glo'ri'a'na, noun:
1. An alternative form of "Gloria."
2. As "Americana" defines itself as artefacts of American culture, "Gloriana" consists of the artefacts of my culture.

   



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