Soda Pop Suds

Soda pop suds, fruit fly eyes,

Feel the tingle in your thighs.

Licorice pipes, cigar smoke.

Laugh, never cry -okey doke?



Mamma liked lightning, Poppa liked jam

Baby made seven and here I am!



One two three four and then five

There is honey in the hive.

Jumping jacks and push ups too

Soon you'll be as good as new.



Hunky dorey. Quilters' guild

We had some time. Now it's killed!

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