Socra Mama

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

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I had a bird for just a day. It lighted upon my finger. It flitted up and lit back down And chirped and sang And delighted me like a dre...
Monday, May 29, 2017

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He wasn't a Hindu chef, But he liked to curry favor And subject himself to the scrutiny Of those who really were beneath him. I ofte...

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I read your horoscope today. It says you like to meet new people. I do, too, but I don't like to run off and screw every one of them t...

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He always dreamed of a Cadillac. That would show their asses. He'd drive it real slow on his way out of town, Like a long cool drink ...
Sunday, May 28, 2017

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I took up the white man's burden. I didn't understand the creed. I didn't know I wasn't white, And, until I began to brea...
Saturday, May 27, 2017

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I look at the sky. The forecast says rain. Should I water my plants again? I think I better, For there is no predicting the weather, An...
Thursday, May 25, 2017

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I will sing my love to you In silent notes Until you wake, And then I will listen to you sing them back to me The way you heard them in ...
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