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- Donna Kuhn
- Humboldt County, California, United States
- Donna Kuhn is a poet, author, dancer, visual and video artist.
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Saturday, March 07, 2009
he doesn't want granola in my traffic
who wants to know about my grapefruits
smoke tightens, this has been done before
can eat the seeds in me, blankets on my fate
excellent, ink all over and be sweet
california is stealing
women dont want to be the little wife
he is him and my school is don't
lady is the bed, in love with the code
for and say goodbye
i want to slit its list up
her dirty traffic, hello, excellent trouble
he has his mother, found him and care
go get large wife, i is slit, its slit is getting
cold, sugar; i get a need to skirt my babies
only eat one, little wife is thunderstorm
your plants for the wrong place
my cold hello, excellent little slit
his will i get i can't find the traffic
skirt her dirty swimming pool
your little ears o and shut up her
the side of worse than death
dirty, messy, we were responsible bird
hello, i am, my large wife slit slit slit your onions hands
toast lady is sugar, enough for her little one
my boulder, i can't month
your little wife thanksgiving dinner
is dirty traffic
california is exercise, california is bitter
u are enough already
wind is in trouble for
the sheets
melon my little partition
i get in get up and cold; hello, excellent
i can't find a lady who likes the traffic
rub my not a little morning
hell, the hell; he's looking up
my back don't like the he is hell
i scream in beautiful made women
are clean things for he disappeared
it was loose that
u are the whatever; he doesn't want granola in his traffic
my large wife, we're in an it here
o look sometime he's still cute
shut up and dildo your bottled thunderstorm
garlic bathtub is flowering, fix something
i'm with the code egg,we have lost
say goodbye or man in charge
get food for skirt
his little ears timing of things
hellbent, excellent little wife
women are bent over smiling
he's the rump that looks down
california's not scared
i can't like looking up your something
he does not want to shut my slit
plants relax in the potato soup
hello excellent bent over enough
for a god king is slit, i say hello
california swims in your bed
wanders off in your girlfriend's dildo
i own her, he's dirty like
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2 comments:
"plants relax in the potato soup"
Yes, they're known to do that. These plants have no idea what they are in for, do they!
i wish i could relax in some potato soup
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