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Says King Kong to Ann Darrow the blonde who screams like no other: Mmmm….we got to talk What? says Ann Darrow *about practicalities…real things… …things that matter…* says King Kong Like a pre-nuptial contract you mean? No, says King Kong… *I mean like real things…things we have… things that make me male, things that make you woman…* OK, we can have a shared bank account, says Ann Darrow King Kong can feel it in his marrow he’s got to be clear and narrow: *Look, Ann… I can’t be too explicit; my upbringing at Devil’s Island is high on modesty; still I think things can be too big and some too small, if you know what I mean* OK, says Ann Darrow *we’ll live in Colorado; build me a small shed in the deserts and you can have the wide open plains* Oh, Monkey God! says King Kong *Are you a dumb blonde or what? I mean, Ann Darrow… Oh, never mind…* Ah, ah…says Ann Darrow *Never hide things, King Kong You always must bring them out into the open!* *Oh, Ann Darrow; You speak more truth than you know – It’s I who have things in the open and it’s you who hide them!* I love you, says Ann Marrow with a shrug and gives King Kong a hug I love you too, says King Kong wondering how he’ll ever get through
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Aug 12, 2011
Aug 12, 2011 at 3:52 AM UTC
King Kong thinks about things
Says King Kong to Ann Darrow the blonde who screams like no other: Mmmm….we got to talk What? says Ann Darrow *about practicalities…real things… …things that matter…* says King Kong Like a pre-nuptial contract you mean? No, says King Kong… *I mean like real things…things we have… things that make me male, things that make you woman…* OK, we can have a shared bank account, says Ann Darrow King Kong can feel it in his marrow he’s got to be clear and narrow: *Look, Ann… I can’t be too explicit; my upbringing at Devil’s Island is high on modesty; still I think things can be too big and some too small, if you know what I mean* OK, says Ann Darrow *we’ll live in Colorado; build me a small shed in the deserts and you can have the wide open plains* Oh, Monkey God! says King Kong *Are you a dumb blonde or what? I mean, Ann Darrow… Oh, never mind…* Ah, ah…says Ann Darrow *Never hide things, King Kong You always must bring them out into the open!* *Oh, Ann Darrow; You speak more truth than you know – It’s I who have things in the open and it’s you who hide them!* I love you, says Ann Marrow with a shrug and gives King Kong a hug I love you too, says King Kong wondering how he’ll ever get through
just a fun poem...
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raj-arumugam
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Aug 12, 2011
Aug 12, 2011 at 3:52 AM UTC
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