Acronyms - Poem by gershon hepner
She taught me laughing, rolling on the floor,
acronyming it as rofl,
salad days with her I think are more
than merely mayonnaised kartoffel.
When she is laughing off her lovely arse
she chooses acronym lmbao,
but adds that if I ever make a pass
she’ll scratch me painfully, meow.
She tells me that that she laughs her lemons off,
that’s lmlo, causing lips to p-cker;
rejected by her, I’m inclined to scoff,
but know she’ll call me motherf-cker.
Tai educated me regarding the Da Vinci code behind three of her acronyms:
rofl - rolling on the floor laughing
lmbao - laughing my beautiful arse off
lmlo - laughing my lemons off.
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