I feel like I'm drooling hot sauce
But my mouth is dry
Except for some spit
In my mouth
My tongue is soft and I keep thinking about the it movie
It makes me think of when I am not stoned
And i get sad
I love salsa and this movie
Not burlesque something else
It's complicated
No
Bridesmaids
It's so good I love watching it
Annie's cock shop
All the cocks you can eat
And also sex toys
Because it's a cock shop
Now I am thinking of doctor love but I can't write a poem about a sex shop that is not deep and metaphorical
My life is not a sex job
My name is not the shagg
Which is a sex store
My mouth does not beg for attention
But my tongue feels so weird
I still feel like I'm drooling
The girl from bridesmaids is also Erin from the office
I love rhe office
Season 7 episode 17 it is so good
I am loving flying in an airplane
I do not want to be pregnant at sixteen almost seventeen
I want children when I am older
But not too old
I want to have kids with the man I love
We will have three or maybe another number of children
Fetuses are monkeys
We all animals look the same first stage of live
My lip against my tongue gently feels like a penis
Even though I have never had a penis in my mouth
Goodbye my fingers are tired and this is a long poem there's spit in my mouth
Saliva
Aliva
Mamiva
Goodbye
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poetry
Puisipoetry is when an emotion has found its thought, and the thought has found words -robert frost. all poems are mine unless stated otherwise. just thought i'd give someone a taste of my mind. #4 in ode
