response number 5

I used to LOVE doing madlibs!!! I'm excited I could do a different form of it again... here's the result.


hairy stripe's hairy stripe

I run my spoons and all the river leads speaker;
I leave my teddy bears and all is sleep again.
(I hang I point you up inside my booger.)

The apples go scareing out in slutty and ridiculous,
And fancy drool dreams in:
I check out my scooby snack and all the hair chews hooker.

I singed that you danceed me into liger
And laugh me ugly, falled me quite fantastic.
(I hang I point you up inside my booger.)

grouch barfs from the bacon, birthday's shortys kiss:
trip eyeball and rapper's honey:
I check out my scooby snack and all the hair chews hooker.

I yelled you'd fight the way you cry,
But I hump out of control and I pump your dancer.
(I hang I point you up inside my booger.)

I should have huged a apple instead;
At least when boo screams they jump back again.
I check out my scooby snack and all the hair chews hooker.

(I hang I point you up inside my booger.)

- beth & Sylvia Plath

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