All day naughty adjectives come by!
Makes me want to cry.
“Let me show you how I’d modify –
believe me, sweetz, I qualify,”
one simpered, aiming each blue-shadowed eye
straight at the spots it knew I craved to satisfy:
the swelling blankness that afflicts my
bare nouns, naked predicates. “Add an L-Y,
honey, and I’ll be an adverb – on the sly.”
Eyed my fly. Naughty adjectives aren't shy.
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