Name of a TwatYou have the name of a twatMore people dislike it than notSo when you do joinWe'll aim for the groinI bet that'll sure hurt a lot!
The Girl From GhanaI once knew a girl from GhanaWho could throat an entire banana.She'd give it a peel,A stroke and a feel.Asked why, she'd just say, "Well, I wanna."
ImperfectionJuly was sitting on the ceiling, again, the hem of her dress lapping gently about her head.“It is to me apparent there are far too many imperfections.”, she announced.“On each, there is a line dividing one into two, which is the common understanding.”The dress slipped slightly as its owner gesticulated.“However, another school of thought contends it divides six into seven. Another, four into five. Another, one into the same number, again.”The dress hung inside out from the woman's shoulders.“Could we not simply assume such a line does not exist? Could we not announce to the world the line exists on its own, unburdened with the expectation of separation? Surely that would simplify our lives. The people must be convinced. If this cannot be achieved, I fear we are entirely doomed.”“Bluarrrp!”, responded Frog, covered moments later by the descending fabric.