Friday, August 1, 2008

Here, smell my armpit....

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I miss the freezing days of winter
When I could barely feel my nose
'Cause summer's horrid sizzling sun
Is much too hot for clothes
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Janna F
8-1-08
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5 comments:

whall said...

I wish that I had ample time
To smell your pits o' plenty
I wouldn't spend just seconds tho,
I'd spend minutes! Maybe twenty!

The sun has baked the "Janna pits,"
As I am wont to call 'em.
If someone gets ahead of me,
I have cause to maul 'em.

The sweaty stench of Eau d'Jan
Is apt to make make me dizzy.
I speak the truth; I dare not lie.
Just the facts, fo shizzy.

Marilyn said...

Wow, I guess we have to rhyme.
If I were mute I'd be a mime.
If I were green I'd be a lime.

If this made sense it'd be sublime.

Janna said...

Whall: Now THAT'S a masterpiece. :) For some reason my favorite line is "I'd spend minutes! Maybe twenty!"

Marilyn: If you were green you could also be lawn clippings, a leprechaun outfit, cilantro, or the label on a Mountain Dew bottle.

Mo said...

You could move to Alberta...

Janna said...

Morgen: If I could afford to, I probably would! :)