The woman is a nut
She is an indehiscent hard-shelled
One-loculated
One-seeded fruit of a human being
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Nuit...the Egyptian Goddess who spread her belly over the sky, and it became night. Fitting poem. The power of the pen over pomposity. Indeed, this poem stands alone on just it's merits of great images, detail, and meanings on the surface, but hidden, internal themes also. And FUNNY as HELL! ! ! ! ! Great going, Ted! ! xxElysabeth
Don't know who she is, or knowing this site, if even a she, unless there is a picture in the bio., but this is hysterical and I'm glad your 'systems' are still functioning well and hope the cleansing worked............marci.xo
I'm allergic to nuts. This is clever and funnnnneeeeeee :) t x
to know know know her/ is to rub rub rub her/ the wrong way.... 'ooooh-Blame it on Midnight ooooh-shame on the moon....' -Bob Seger