Junkies
for Ogden Nash
Candy
Is dandy
But liquor
Is quicker.
Don't pass
on the grass
just 'cause powder
Is louder.
What just went up your nose
Everyone knows
and it's not just the Liquor
that makes you bicker.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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