an ode to my aunt tootle
my aunt tootle died last week, so in loving memory of her i have penned this ode.
OH! aunt tootle you were my crazy aunt
i remember the early eighties you would visit
before you were crazy like a bat
i can clearly see you wearing a brown pant suit
telling us yet another of your tall tales
you told us stories about how you worked for the FBI
you told us stories about running liquor from mexico during prohibition
you told us many funny lies
OH! aunt tootle you will be missed
it's nice to know that you now know who everyone is
god bless tootle, amen.
what is a shepherd without sheep?
i went to my kickboxing class last night and only the holy trinity remained: kavita, ella, and myself. where have all of my followers gone?