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This is the thing with Asian women. They never age until they do! Can you imagine marrying one? You spend your life waking up next to a beauty then all of a sudden you wake up, look over you shoulder and you find a Yoda staring back at you!
Wiki lists her as a Classically trained vocalist and pianist. Hearing her tribal screams was more than I could tolerate.
Her net worth is estimated at $700 million so she must have been doing something right!
I must admit that I find the inevitable decline as a result of the relentless passage of time extremely alarmin. I feel like an icecube sitting on the kitchen counter, melting away and yet unable to do a thing about it.
The sagging cheeks and jowls
Eye bags, nay satchels
Scrawny chicken neck
and sagging skin draw women's howls
That's what fate holds for such as me
Still smart as heck
but often forget
Dos Passos and Don Marquis
yet still recall
Kerouac proudly washed his bum
that's some
thing to be proud of perhaps
despite the lapse of memory
Now what is it I wanted to say?
But talented are few
That goes for blokes, as well;
(And I've known a few)
But not in the "Biblical way"
(So to speak);
Strictly hetero for me!
Although it could be salubrious
To be a little bi-curious?
Despite this worst poem ever
I'm still fascinated
By the female
Gender
And it's strictly
(For them alone)
That I write
This poem!
Well never would I try
In fact, I'm the straightest bloke
In Sydney!
Once generously donated his kid-er-nee
Hear tell, to the queen of gay mardi gras!
Did you ever hear a thing more bizarre?
Well let me tell you friends
That's not where the story's an ender.
Generosity stops not there,
He kindly donated his pair
Too a needy if seedy transgender.
Then went to Oxford Street
And stayed out late
Seducing a straight man
By bending his will
Was that
(For my mate)
A bitter pill
His heart was stolen by a fairy's kiss!
And is very happy;
Well who would I be,
To criticize this chappy?
I direct
Poetry
From
My
Intellect
When the use of words is a crime
Then surely about us, monkeys climb
I saw her alone one morning waiting in Castlereagh St I guess for a taxi after the show - strange no one was attending her.
From a time,
Before mine.