High-Time Lovers, Jazz And Pretzels Poem by Shane Markie

High-Time Lovers, Jazz And Pretzels

So they never had anything together except sessions in bed
To a backdrop of jazz and pretzels, silver satin wine pillows,
Seconal red devil mattresses, and green brown marijuana Blankets to get hot 'cause their bodies couldn't generate enough Heat to comfortably copulate.

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