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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Margarita Pedicure By: Noah Eaton 8/15/06 I’ve seen a hundred disco sunrises, been to foam parties all across Ibiza, I’ve flown all across the island, just to try all sorts of exotic pizza, the Gomorrah of the Med, has become my Cytherea, I took more minds on a trip than Boy George, funking to the Baleraic Beat at the Amnesia. I’ve traveled from the top of Angel Falls, to the tip of Patagonia, my suitcase is stamped with so many travel stickers, I suspect my neighbors have hodophobia, now my feet are rubbed raw and blistered, I could sure deodorize those tired tootsies, they deserve a little special attention, so I’m pulling up a beach chair to make them primed for footsies. Gonna get me a margarita pedicure, soak my feet in Epson salt, rub them with shea butter, gonna get me a margarita pedicure, gonna spend a warm summer day, by the poolside where the sunshine putters. The Papallacta Hot Springs, know how to give a warm stone massage, wearing avocado slice monocles, my face has become a breathing key lime pie collage, sporting stockings of seaweed, tropical sun seasoning me with a citrus splash, then I’ll be off for the Volcan de Lodo El Tutomo, for a toxin-burning mountain dash. Gonna get me a margarita pedicure, soak my feet in Epson salt, rub them with shea butter, gonna get me a margarita pedicure, gonna spend a warm summer day, by the poolside where the sunshine putters. They got aquatic jogging, they got hydrogymnastics, they got vibrosaunas, that leave you tripping the light fantastic, you’ll never feel purer in your life, ‘til you attend their Inipi ceremony, mitauke oyasin, with summer I'm making holy matrimony! Gonna get me a margarita pedicure, soak my feet in Epson salt, rub them with shea butter, gonna get me a margarita pedicure, gonna spend a warm summer day, by the poolside where the sunshine putters. Only in summer does laziness find respectability, it's in the eyes of a caterpillar we find palatability, inventing romance like a smitten nightingale, the laughter you spill can't be measured on the Brix scale. Gonna get me a margarita pedicure, soak my feet in Epson salt, rub them with shea butter, gonna get me a margarita pedicure, gonna spend a warm summer day, by the poolside where the sunshine putters... ...gonna sit by the poolside, where the sunshine sputters... "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" Mother Teresa |
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PoloniusFicklebottom Junior Member
since 2007-06-27
Posts 17 |
"they got aquatic jogging" i think i liked the poem for the visual alone! i picture the dog in a scuba suit chasing me while i go! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZ7amBkTDNM will you marry me?^ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Noah, this is a kaleidoscopic highly enjoyable fun summer write. Your polychromic mind creates such delightful fireworks. Love and hugs. Margherita  |
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