Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …


14 July 2013

C. C. C’s


I have this craving

for misbehaving,

a dozen or so

no one has to know

they’ve got to be fresh

hot, gooey’s the best

and cold milk of course

I’m practically hoarse

I must keep quiet

it’d start a riot

if I said their name

we’ll all go insane

howling like Wookies

(you know the rest)

14 July, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry |

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