The Lady

I have a friend,
the lady
who can sleep with
dishes in her bed
saucepan on
her head
Hamburger on her patties
sausage between her toes.

She is just a good friend
Of course there is no
accounting for taste
But to let a statement
like that go unnoticed
would be such a waste.

 

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