Eating Out


Oh my darling, stop giving me flap
That we never go out and you’re trapped.
Let’s go out somewhere classy
Where the rails are brassy
And the waitresses sit in your lap.

Not a taco but super burrito
Will it take to wake up my libido.
Your chorizo is stale–
How about Chippendale’s?
We can check out some class wearing speedos.

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Party at the Meteorilogical School

The guys at the weather-school dorm
Surrounded her front like a storm.
Max MacHot was a tool,
And the same for Trey Cool,
So she settled instead for Luke Warm.

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