Showing posts with label pull my finger. Show all posts
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Thursday, December 17, 2009

"REALLY, REALLY"

I was sitting for the gallery on a particular day (i forget which) when one of the "patrons" was a lost soul finding art for the first time. How wonderful ... until he got close ... and the following was my found art:

REALLY, REALLY

My head is really, really hurtin'

'cause your booty really, really stinks

you haven't washed in a bazillion years -

that's what me really, really thinks.

A shower with a whole lotta soap

would serve you really, really well -

then you'd smell like Heaven

'stead of the ass-crack of hell!


k.v.khai (c) 2009

Saturday, November 14, 2009

OOPSIE!

Check out ALBANY POETS to see how last night's Open Mic went,

Although, I was there - saw, touched and heard things - my ability to render any coherent description has been, obviously, shredded to pieces and buried somewhere off the coast of Maine.

AND i forgot my camera (she might take crappy pics but at least she tries to do her job) and ...

The next Open Mic is sometime in December (???) ... see you there ... maybe ... not ...

It's one of those daze!