there will be no licking of my dead toes
I hope
I have the exact opposite of a foot fetish
and would prefer socked or brown house-shoed feet
unless I’ve recently had a pedicure
but still please no licking
if that’s alright with you
I’d be happy to be dead and gloomy for all eternity with you, dearest dark one
though I hope there’s a smoke-free section in hell
since I have terrible allergies
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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March 14, 2011 at 7:56 am
Leigh Binder
(Grin) I love when you see through me!
March 14, 2011 at 11:32 am
slpmartin
Not certain hell gives a dam about some-free sections. 🙂
March 14, 2011 at 3:20 pm
medicatedlady
Leigh: I get you.
slpmartin: Hell SHOULD care. I’m a V.I.P. after all.
June 18, 2014 at 5:34 pm
medicatedlady
Reblogged this on Ramblings of a Medicated Lady and commented:
This poem was inspired by another bindo conversation….