"I call upon you to unite, to strike with claws and kitchen pokers, to burn the grub-worms of equality's brood with sulfur and oil, to huddle together whispering about the silverfish in your basements, to make decrees in your great solemn rotten assemblies concerning what is proper, for you have nothing to lose but your last feeble principles." - William T. Vollman, You Bright and Risen Angels
Here is a royalty-free love poem you can use with your girlfriend. I wrote it for a friend of mine to help with his shattered love life. Just substitute the name of your beloved:
Ode to Jennifer
Your cold creamy milk fills me.
I have udders too.
posted by Pavlov @ 2:20 AM
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