Lazy Susan did not get up,

but spent the day in bed

with her rubber husband,

the dumb waiter.

 

The silent butler watched

from a secret panel in the pantry.

 

 

 

 

Hey, Drew, I’m here in Montclair, at Raymond’s having dinner with Dr. Mengele. There seem to be a lotta twins here, so naturally he has a hard-on. I keep telling myself that this must be a dream, but I don’t think so. If you’re free, stop by.

 

 

 

 

She wears men’s underwear.

 

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