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"SALAD TOSSER"
  by TARRIE


HE TOSSED MY SALAD,
HE ATE MY ASS SO DAMN GOOD
I CAN BARELY WALK

VOICE, HURT FROM SINGING
HAD ME HITTING DEM HIGH NOTES
LIKE MARIAH C.

EMANCIPATED
THE FREAKINESS OF DIDI
DO NOT DISTURB ME

FOR I'M STILL DREAMING
OF THAT DAY HE ATE ME OUT
STILL FEEL HIS TONGUE NOW

AGAINST MY CHEEK WALLS
GENTLY, HE BLEW A SOFT BREEZE
BOUT ME TO MY KNEES

BURIED HIS BIG HEAD
IN MY ONION'S BED SO DEEP
PUT ME RIGHT TO SLEEP

WASHING THE DISHES
DOING OTHER HOUSEHOLD CHOIRS
I STILL FEEL HIS TONGUE

......LIKE A MONTH LATER
DAMN, I'M WAITING TO BE TOSSED
BY THE BOSS.......AGAIN!
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Date Submitted: Nov 18, 2008 (09:24 AM)
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  Juicy1on1
11/20/08 (02:49 AM) 
That must have been some good Salad Tossin! :) I like tha Haiku.

  williesidney
11/19/08 (08:57 AM) 
Nice really nice keep writting ten stars.

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