Tuesday, September 29, 2015

I'm queer.

And here.

So pass the beer.

Then we can cheer.

And eat schmear.

On the pier.

That's near.

A gondolier.

Who is sincere.

And will steer.

Us to an atmosphere.

Where we're.

In the clear.

With no fear.

To just disappear.

And eat lots of pasta!

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