Thoughts of an unsuccessful, never married, late middle-aged, likely terminally ill, American man who recently became an amputee.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Relationships (Poem)
It’s not easy being a couple, Making one of two. Your bodies may be supple But not ready for love’s glue. Some freedom’s put asunder, You must like the other’s art. Don’t you often wonder, When do the married fart?
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