A poem by Dads
The flu you caught I had last week.
I’m unfortunately quite happy you’re so weak.
If I cant have your heart I hope you’ll sigh
“That I got the flu from a ridiculous guy”
Something of me inside of you
Penetrates me with delightful review.
If I can’t have you really, my bacteria should.
They will ravage you adoringly like I never could
Happy Birthday Edith Minturn Sedgwick
Isn’t that sad! I’m so fragile. It’s tragic laughs. Can you believe it? That’s so sad.
She’s up all night till the sun
I’m up all night to get some