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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Husband Is Not a Klondike!
[time] => 2006-04-03 20:50:04
[hometext] => ~poem for my husband. dunno, he liked it, so might as well post =P~
[bodytext] => mikey mike, not klondike. he tastes better than that, and he doesnt wear a hat. hoppin in the shower, jumpin into clothes. kicking innocent cranberries, give them a bloody nose. he's mikey mike, not a klondike. he doesnt like people that eat lotsa chocolate, and he goes to his keyboard to play life and mock it. when it itches, he scratches his eye socket. then he gets his eye back out of his pocket go, mikey mike. not a klondike. he isnt an ice cream bar, he's definitely hotter than any star. he's so hot he burnt down the house. leaving nothing living not even a mouse. he cursed saint nick and rebuilt his castle, now he doesnt like christmas because of the hassle. he married the grinch who's name was kate, and together they got into business real estate. with a snap of his fingers and a flick of his german hair, he slapped his butt with a mighty kind of flare. "come get me kate" he called to his lover, knowing she wouldn't ever love another. the two went to a hospital cuz they were getting old, and it was decided: time for their organs to be sold. they ran from the doctors and jumped off a cliff, holding hands and waiting for the ground to lift. But mike sprouted wings, and he took kate away. to some magical place undiscovered to this day it's mikey mike, not a klondike. the one whom i adore, and am glad he doesnt snore. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 7 [informant] => assassinatorgirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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