NebbioloKid

When mighty fulcans fly on by
woven girdles swell like
hooves of woolen silk.

Canopies of intransigence
move among us like
saline arches, smaller, perhaps,
but just as happily.

When mighty fulcans fly on by
woven girdles swell like
povens of woolen silk.

The problem with trust
is that it is
untrustworthy.

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death

I'll vote Republican when
birds fly like pigs.

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death

I only date girls who wax
Brazilian!

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death

If not now,
who?
If not then,
where?

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death

Pouring salt on a wound is
like licking the sharp end
of a song without words.

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death

One for the onion
Two to grow
Three to get Freddy
and Four to glow!

NebbioloKid, Lovesya!, in Life and Death

You can't eat
your cake and
have it too with
one tuchis.

NebbioloKid, in Life and Death