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Come Over for Some Coffee to my Place
Now I know why no one has
Visited my page
All are having coffee at this age,
At Tim Horton’s and Wal-Mart’s
McDonalds
And Fair View Malls
And
So many snacks at your place,
Do not disturb,
I mean do not interfere
In what I eat.
A doc friend of mine,
Told a silly guy,
Don’t eat this
Don’t eat that
Tis sugar here
and there's fat
And
So what do I do doc
Tell me that
That’s upto you
got that?
The guy was given
Three weeks at the most
He lives 19 years eating
Like a ghost
The doc rests in peace
Where?
There!
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Comments
Eduardo Cruz
Wed, 2010-12-15 20:30
Loved
you said coffee so here i am, so where's the coffee. keep in mind that i'm a Nueyor-rican and a true drinker of coffee, if you want me to come back I need my Peruvian mountain grown coffee. Hahaha!
I love the lightness of this write. talk about poetic justice, poor Doctor ate himself to death.
thanks very enjoyable
Eddie
LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE
loved
Wed, 2010-12-15 21:11
thanks ur welcome
when i was a younger kid
my ma'am told me to come over to her place
and i was to carry a flask full of coffee
ditto for you .
hahahahahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
ur taste
my pocket
ok free poem for thee
loved
author commentmand
Fri, 2010-12-17 03:15
Now you've hit my weakness!
Cup of coffee sounds great! Just like your poem.
Guess what? I'm going to have a coffee.
Love Mand xxxxxxxxxx