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Introduction
This
is one of many poems by the Dreamaker's Virtual Ghost Poets - "Tex Rex".
In this poem, Ladies Man, Man's Man, and Chicken Magot. Tex Rex - Radio
Personality on the WWW Laments for Lost Long Lover who is still missing
after an "explosive" departure... Discover why they Call Tex Rex the Master
of the Dancing Pen, and what makes the Dreamaker the New Worlds last hope
for salvation...
My
Explosive Woman
Last
Nited when I was fartin in my old bathtubbin
I was cryin when I recalled my lost luvin
She
was So sweet and her hair was ah so fair
But what impressed me the most was the way her farts could flare
Her
Honkers were saggy and tasted so dad gum tart
But what drove me crazy was the way she could fart.
She'd eat all dad gum day and stay up all through the night
and by the mornin we'd begin have'n our big fart fight
But
her toot'n was wild and the noises she'd make
I'd cry in desperation "Stop that woman" for gosh dam Sakes.
"Aint hurtin no body" was what she would say
and then she'd keep on Fartin all the rest of the Day
For
days, and weeks and months this went on
Until One of her farts exploded like a bomb
So loud was her toot'n - she was heard in 12 western States
Louder than a Locamotive and a wild Hippo when she mates.
The
goverment caught wind of this new idea
More powerfuller than agent orange or man made Ghonorrea
So they commissioned her for service and away she did go
but when she got in the airplane - the world scream'd "There She
Blows"!
Out
of the sky the plane it did fall but my lover didn't die but bounced off
the ground like a ball
We
learned that she was fuller than a big hot air balloon
But the day she took her panties off and she shot off, straight to the
moon.
So
Now as I sit here all alone for hours and hours I wait by the phone
She'll
be back, Not because she loves me or because she is so smart,
But because there is nothing more attractive than two lovers when they
can freely fart.
Copyright;
The
Dreamaker
Email:
dreamaker@onebox.com
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