"Mr. Clean's Sleep"
Mr. Clean dreams on Dramamines.
He sees his head as fuzzy as peach fuzz.
At least that's the buzz.
Tomato plants and potato ants.
Hope I make it to the moon, but not too soon!
When does the truth lie?
Does it ever die?
Blue heat waves on Saturdays!.
A lay in the hay is like a needle in a haystack.
Like being in the sack.
Honeybees pollinate the trees.
To the dudette, a living suffragette.
By Jon Billet 06/03/13
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