The first attempt
may be random...

Again, good fortune for you and your bride;
from one who has been there more than once...

Cheeks of the devil’s own angel
smile like chubby rosy buns...

When we first met I was your fare,
for you were taking me for a ride...

Seeking truth with words
would yield as much substance as...

Can't sit still in these stupid desks
cramped in classes kept closeted...

The rougher side
of the towel...

Do I know that you're toxic?
How could I miss it, love...

Toxic Weeds
Wherever you see toxic waste, think of the bison...

Freed of loathsome town
we stalk befogged tracks...

We grounded ships on Pythian beach
then trekked high up to the Seer's lair...

See the highland sheep graze in the fields
scattering when the engineer...