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Grandma (Haiku) by waltfreakinwhitman

So gentle, so wise She greets me with a sweet kiss And her probing tongue

balthazar 17-Sep-02/11:28 AM
oh, my. if it weren't for the title, the poem itself wouldn't work. with the title, it works, and i am reminded of my own grandmother, her wandering hands, her lusty snuffling, her rotund ass that wouldn't quit, even when you showed it to the door and told it it to get the hell out and stay out.




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