Papa, might we hear witch Beyoncé's “Full-Grown Woman” song?
It's late, the phone booths are broke & common-core math is wrong
While Liz queen's high on Miller life that's the Jack Daniel's of gin,
her rotting, Goyish kop's stuffed with ***** sea's canned tuna in tin
& afflicts the bumps of 2 knees, the rear of 1 calf plus a lateral shin
what hobbles acquaintances, hangers-on, unchallenged kith and kin
who romp with Parisienne pikes in defiance of hourly Earthen spin,
slaving for grubs, shaving with mud, pricking boiled *** with a pin
God punishes the demerits of evil, in pop parlance it's known as sin
among dipsomaniacs who find solace in games sober folk can't win
with Richard Burton's *****-hard hurtin' the keenest fish part's a fin
as long as chokes & wheezes World War 2 jingoist crone Vera Lynn
who fitfully forked it over faithlessly to *****-banging Errol Flynn
when gonorrheal precautions before penicillin remained unforgiven
as sailors were hard-scrabble calloused & unbelievably ****-driven
to the extreme of ****** big-boobed teens causing a hue and cry din
from a he-man who pushed off a ledge his homosexy Siamese twin
whose lard-*** detracted from the beauty of his physique when thin
prompting one heart-felt smile to degenerate into one heartless grin
that, like a foot in a meat grinder, loses functionality with each spin
enough to drown an Oscar fish in a moldy tank with a bitten-off bin
along with a burlap sack sacking Kitty-Kitty's beyond-C.P.R. kitten
with no loftier a mortal depth than dug by H.G. Wells' mole people,
I open gaily the homosexual-loving church by wrecking the steeple
as diving off  a dung heap half pooped pops an unground, deep pill
that's more tranquilizing than barbituric acid at keeping a creep still
while claiming bankruptcy so as to stiff a shepherd of my sheep bill
I suffer strange spells of vomiting and tiredness when terminally ill
While it is safer breathing under the water water through a fish gill,
I need to uplift my **** before straining through my balaena sea krill

John Lennon didn't look well throughout 1980. I often thought that his "voluntary" retirement to the status of house-husband was medically related, which might explain why he was hurriedly cremated. [The smoking of vegetative matter is deleterious to the respiratory system.]

Our Big Kmart closed suddenly & then manly Bruce Jenner died of type-2 diabetes while eating a 1976 Olympic-sized box of Wheaties
Tiffany sleeps through cold-hearted darkness that creeps seamlessly
& Tiffany cries sadly in a motel room where she sleeps dreamlessly

You stole my underwear to sell to stock-market enthusiasts. You've gotten away with nothing. I can borrow underwear from my sister anytime I want to!

You stole my underwear to sell to stock-market enthusiasts. You've gotten away with nothing because I can borrow underwear from my sister anytime that I want to!

Big Nig & Patty McJohnson lived with their 4 children in a modest house near the Empire State Building and each rainless day Patty would hang laundry over the side of a cliff in their yard that adjoined the steepest part of the Grand Canyon. One day, as Nig was trimming a bush, the Eiffel Tower began to lean scarily towards the McJohnson garage. "Hurry Todd!" Nig yelled. "I need duct tape! The big roll!" Quickly Todd & Nig encircled the tower with a wide swath of tape. "That will keep her from falling!" Nig proclaimed. "What happened?!" Patty asked. "The Eiffel Tower almost fell on our garage!" Todd exclaimed, still slightly out of breath. "We secured it with duct tape!" Later, after 23 hurricanes passed over their house, one after another, a volcano erupted, spewing a wave of lava 67,000 feet high. Fortunately Nig had prepared 2 dozen extra-big sand-bags to divert the flow.

SEE WHAT REAL MEN ARE MADE OF at the autopsy exhibit. Food,
fun and beer-swigging for all ticket-holders! Don't sit in the rain when
you can be enjoying family-friendly Viet Cong-style executions! **** a
****** for mommy while large badgers claw at your entrails! Deep-
throat a "big one" in a bread truck! ***** mysterious women with no
clothes on! It's all for charity: Saint Jude's Cancer Torture Hospital!

TREATING DEAD MEN LIKE FAMILY ingratiates morticians &
statisticians, assistants to quack physicians & staph-blind clinicians
***** hike gal gay traction with Michael J. Jackson who is for sale
during lactation class held over at a one-four-****-Jew-day fraction
'Tis acceptations that ravish your affectations, torn to soily rainbow
ribbons by gibbons holding their powdered, puckered, pouty lips in
Let me bask on the beaches that you have in your huge, smart brain
while I collect water that drips from your red livers like kidney rain
onto my sprained elbow that I got from a big poodle attack in Spain
among fraternal friends riding the Mongolian cyrillic-alphabet train
with a grace more so ephemeral than the not-so-livin' x-Sally Blane or ******-babblin' nitwit Douglas **** or a bludgeoned Bob Crane
in love with hippy-trippin,' dill-hole lickin,' leg-shakin' ankle sprain
in love with chapped-hole *******, mid-brain-shaking cranial strain
to confound German allopathical ****-strokers on Earth's still plane
that abounds in big-boobed broads bouncing on bumpily-flat terrain
so discovered Tarzan beneath the slutty gown of freckled-*** Jane
that had oozing, bull-whip welts & ****** bruises from a tow chain

**** STRING
BIKINI FACTORY

was about to close when archeologist Liz Nigly took over. "I want the ******* for our new line of string bikinis to be see-through!" She demanded. "Look, I'm wearing them now," she demonstrated to her staff who were primarily ex-lesbians. "I can easily distinguish your ***** majora from your ***** minora," a **** ex-lesbian observed so innocently that Liz had to smile, parting her lips gently like Barack Obama's wife does because "she" is really a man with a big ***** that could **** the romantic mood for any guy who'd rather take a bubble bath with a woman.

is African, but he's also American. He's a two-type type of guy whose Africanness and Americanness have merged to form a 100% mixture of 50% African & 50% American. This has happened to millions of people.

ALLIGATORS eat tons of women in Florida. This is why young Floridia men are so hesitant to marry them. One Tampa man put it succinctly: "It's senseless to marry a woman here because she'll probably get eaten by a gator in a few years, that's why I married a homosexual man."

☢ “Therapeutic” radiation, in any amount, harms living tissue. (Röntgen rays, electromagnetic radiation, x-rays, x-radiation, ionizing radiation, corpuscular radiation can be implemented for diagnostic purposes, but never for therapeutic benefit.) Chemo- “therapy” poisons healthy tissue [necrocytotoxin – a toxin that produces death of cells]. Of the 4 protocols in traditional (allopathic) cancer “therapy”: surgery (cutting), radiation (burning), cryo-ablation/cryosurgery (hypothermia) & chemo/chemical (poisoning/toxifying), only manual surgery possesses some legitimacy when malignant (cancerous) growth has reached a certain stage. It is far better to avoid cancer than to treat it. Cancer is the body's inability to stop the process of healing, the same natural process in producing a placenta (that one pound ***** attached to the uterine membrane which serves to nourish a developing baby). The essential anti-cancer vitamin is VITAMIN B17 (known as Amygdalin, and as Laetrile when synthesized from apricot pips). If you have cancer you must greatly reduce, or avoid: caffeine, tobacco, red meat, alcohol, corn syrup, cane sugar, tomato products. [U.S. cancer rates: the year 1900 : 3%; 1950 : 20%; 1972 : 27%; 1999 : 39%; by 2020 : 50%]

These poison fruit spines are Gillette razor sharp & prickly because
they come from godless Malta where lazy ******* age more quickly

We are presumed innocent until proven (beyond a reasonable
doubt) guilty. Public opinion (what people think) is not
bound by this stricture.

Don't let me talk your *** off.
Where is your ***?
I don't know.

I asked, “Hey, Bill, what's hot love all about?” and he replied, “Hot
love is ****-******* Hillary over the sink with her **** hanging out.”

Fairy Queen of the West, Dale Evans, ******-lipped Roy's whipped
fizzy, cow-girlfriend fur-pie, so Ohio's Lenny Slye had to thigh dive

I can't **** Leeds. I can't feed a worm-eaten Sam Snead. I can't un-
bleed nobody, no tickee/no fuckee, shocked, ½-cocked, *** pocked.

My hair is departing from my scalp making me a balding, hair loser
so I'll be hitting the bottle harder than usual, just like a hobo ******
who's up nights ******-pimping 32 ***** because he ain't no snoozer

Suzy honey queen bee, in our **** honey-bee hive, we mustn't dive
happily into gas ovens where Hospice-dead folk never emerge alive
to sing, dance & prance & **** in *** pants while shucking the jive

And then Billy Jack is suddenly injured when a statue of Thomas Jefferson's nephew falls on him in the men's room at Arco and then he rushes out to **** 3 commies who are messing with an Indian woman in an unmanly way, trying to have their fiendish way with her and then it starts to rain and he gets there just in time to rescue Roscoe, his pet duck, that had beak-lock and nearly drowns because it couldn't close its mouth by bringing its beaks together.

I answer questions. Which is the right sunscreen for me? Shut up! Are cosmetics that are tested on animals safe? Go to hell! My boyfriend wants me to become a *******. Should I? Shut up!

She is my ****** ***** with a ***** on a logo that's a hobo who is
loco, dressed in a red rococo dress, eating tuna-fish salad at Sunoco

Suzy Q. Berlinsky's father is a *****-tolerant truck mechanic with a mechanical heart of gold who always gives extra money to his daughter when the moon's full and love is in the air. Suzy Q's mother, on the other hand, hates 23 forms of intolerance and wouldn't be caught dead in a laundromat before noon.

Some people hate them. An airplane's ****** orientation is important. Of what value is gesticulating {hand gestures}? [These large & heavy moles are slowing me down.]

An airplane's ****** orientation is important. Of what value is gesticulating {hand gestures}? [These large & heavy moles are slowing me down.]

Of what value is gesticulating {hand gestures}? [These large & heavy moles are slowing me down.]
  Central Planning from the Ironic Lifetime Department of the Heavenly Realm dishes out the talents. [Some bouts of depression are worse than Badfinger's 1972 album: ***.]

It's melancholia triggered, for many, by chronic & cumulative ******* use. Slow & painful tattoo removal is best.

Don't shave your precious **** for me! When you do, it makes me very sad! [correctitude: correctness or propriety of conduct]

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Cf. "ambisexual."   2. hermorphrodite. [Fr. p. 204 of Dorland's Illustrated Medical Dictionary, Twenty-Fifth Edition, © 1974 by W.B. Saunders Company]

Teenagers are cool.
Bisexual teenagers are misinformed.

Women lie with impunity. Women contract with abortionists to have the babies, of men, torn apart in utero.

Love Letter to Myself
I love you
Yes and I love you.
You're the best.
No, you're the best.
We can't both be the best.
Let's **** each then.
Okay.

All our lives we're lied to. Put a quarter under your pillow and the good fairy will give you a tooth. Lay white ****** across the train tracks and the oat meal man will **** your sister. I knew that love was involved when she deliberately touched me in a private place, the room at the end of the hall. I told her not to, but she bought the lottery ticket anyway.