by Robert Vaughan
A Brooklyn girl
I never really
screwed had a
damaged Dad who
loved Zasu Pitts. Well,
I stink, and it’s
my pits. They
pool when nervous
make me wonder
what I didn’t
do to her
so I blow the
kazoo while I’m
on the lam.
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Brilliant as always Robert. Zasu Pitts, huh? That's going to send folks to Google for some Google action.
ReplyDeleteAh, the benefits of three semesters of film study come in handy now and then.