Thanks! I Needed That

Whenever I’m down, I can always count on my friends to try and pick me up. They usually don’t have a forklift available, but it’s the thought that counts.

An Ode From Branophelia
how do i love thee?
let me count the ways…

your eyes are like pools;

your teeth are like stars;
they come out at night.

being with you is like…
nailing jello to a tree.

how do i love thee?
oh sol, my love for thee is great
like a 3-ton elephant with some ‘gas issues.’

Thank you, my schweet. I may now resume my regularly scheduled snarkiness.

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6 Responses to Thanks! I Needed That

  1. brantastic says:

    you’re WELCOME! i only speak the unabashed truth.

  2. Ric The Schmuck says:

    Sign me “anxiously awaiting snarkiness!”

  3. gnome-girl says:

    oh hell yea!! I needed that laugh 🙂

  4. .em says:

    ode to a bombshell

    so i wrote a poem for solly last night, and this morning saw the movie that inspired it: Bombshell, starring

  5. shasta says:

    hahah. i remember that cesspools bit….

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