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Thee of most shiny belt buckles (Limerick) by <{Baba^Yaga}>

When the lord of the maynor Attempts a full Gainor? It is at full speed a total Lou Reed I guess that's just a no brainor? And so what if I shine a few buckles? and sell out my own pants to suckle? I am high on protein from the brass and its sheen I straddle old men with a chuckle. They buy me such shiny toys Because they love us smart little boys With chiseled biceps & interior designing concepts From Orthodox Jews to blue Wasps & Spaded LeRoys. But what of when my buckle loses its shine? and I'm forced into the peasant's soup line Will they too buy me bum Till its insides turn chum Only to leave me a gay lonely twisted wizard?

poetandknowit 30-Oct-03/7:01 PM
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