Bedside Reading, Cont.

Poems

The index entry for “Nantucket” is exhaustive.

(Hat tip: Scissorhead Moeman)

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7 Responses to Bedside Reading, Cont.

  1. Mr DeBakey says:

    Door ratio, …engine’s an HO, Ate a no-show, Horatio…

    Rhyming is hard

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  2. laura says:

    ‘Poems about Sluts’ and the decent young men that ne’or give a thought aboot the throbbing reproductive organ who’s ev’ry twitch made me think of that wee bairn hoose-keepin’ girl whoose kept my er’y thought aboot a’snogg and tickle, ’cause she’s been askin’ a ferit since her mum insisted she bring in some funds while I slip merrily away with my reputation and agency” was the title that didn’t fit the Amazon “brick and Morter” book store asked nobody that ever mattered.

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  3. Pupienus Maximus says:

    Googling ‘poems about sluts’ … Oh my.

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  4. Steve-O says:

    That is one interpretation of the songs of Solomon.

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  5. paul fredine says:

    when you need just one more thing to put in your kid’s easter basket.

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  6. C Montgomery Burns says:

    I’ll wait for the movie version thank you very much.

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  7. Nantucket’s rep as a sprawling megalopolis of sin and debauchery is over-rated. I’ve been there it’s mostly just tee shirt shops and whaling museums. #SAD

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