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A Ripped Blanket Screamed...

      
 
     
"I'm Baack!"      
     
     
     
     
Putin called on a burner, there's a little issue
in a storm water drain,      
just south of Munich.      
My Russian isn't fluent, it was difficult to decipher.    
 I heard "balloon" and "ice cream"      
militant code words for      
"internet"      
and "a cold, sweet, creamy dessert" .      
I ran to the local drug store, bought a home pregnancy test  
just incase.      
     
My neighbor is a sex therapist,      
she said this dream means      
I need to re-connect with nature.
     
     
I've skinned three fish and a carrot      
- the result was still pregnant positive      
So I've sent a personal letter      
to President Ramaphoza,  
congratulating him on becoming      
the queen      
in July.  
     
The local butcher says      
the nightmare means I should eat more bacon.      
     
     
The alarm clock is ringing insistently      
I need to get up.
     
     
     
     
     
     
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Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
Published | Edited 30th May 2022
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