This poem is a followup to last week’s haiku. Both are bound to make me some enemies over on the right side of the country. (Don’t worry, most of my state will fall off during the next big earthquake.)
It’s 64 out! Cold enough for my new boots. And a tank top, natch.
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I wish I could post a picture of the @^$#!& snow that is falling right now.
So yea, about your tank top, Missy. hahaha
I know. California is ridiculous. Just wait until my hair reacts to the East Coast summer. You’ll have the last laugh…
I will quote my friend Drew from Toothpaste for Dinner and say:
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I think you just insulted me. Wait a minute, I have to pee.
Again, speechless. I’m too fucking cold to think clearly.
I know. Sorry. It rained later that day if it makes you feel any better.