Saturday, November 11, 2017

 

Having Never Left


Lozzy loves the quiet with herself.

“I’m so shy I hardly speak to me!”

Laughs she.

Then she works at drilling
dimples into her cheeks.

Sucking them in there really.

“Aren’t you finally CUTE?”

“CUTESY-WOOTSEY!” Mirror answers.

“Are we lapsing into baby talk?”

“Never left.”

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Saturday, May 28, 2016

 

A Dolf That Will Live In Infamy!


not quite

 -What're YOU? The little HITLER
around here?

He had heard that before, but
seldom ordered anyone around
irrationally.

Almost never. The Employee Reports,
in fact, asked for more assertion!

Oh well, he was mostly a solo act.
Troubleshooting Auditor sent in
when others smelled fish, but couldn't
pin the figures down.

Now he had to jolly Andi, his live-in
girlfriend. He did that pretty well--
for a tinpot dictator.

Then she insisted he slink around like
Chaplin or Groucho Marx, heiling the cats,

who popped in and out, enjoying the game.

It all ended in laughter. Whereupon he
did his best at sex.

-It's a strange world, and we're strange!

Andi always ended in such a formulation
before they slept.

Staring into the mirror like a Swedish actress.

He told her he had fun with it.

She informed him that he was her 

Snuggle Bunny!

Soon asleep in tiny breaths, the cats 

joining them one by one.

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Saturday, December 27, 2014

 

Reality TV


“The Couple”

-I got a hundred hours of Honey-Bunnies!

-Thank God a week of rain in there, and they
cuddled! She became his Cuddly-Wuddly.

-And he?

-Bumpky-Wumpky!

-Bumpky-Wumpky? I'll talk to the linguist about
that one! Darker, somehow!

-Oh don't be a Poopy-Doopy!

-Me a Poopy-Doopy? You're the Poopy Doopy!
I'm Mr Sunny-Wunny!

-Uh uh! I’m the Sunny-Wunny one! Even the techs
call me Little Miss Sunny-Wunny!

No use going on. The whole world turned
Baby Talk at the end of 2014! Before
The Great Wrenching Puke which caused
it to be banned in several countries,
notably France.

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