Monday morning writing joke: “Scatology”

There once was a writer from Cincinnati /

whose prose was laced with profanity. /

Damn, shit, hell /

often started the tales he’d tell. /

Mom never let me reach their finality.

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A wise person once said:
We all love to spend money buying new clothes but we never realize that the best moments in life are enjoyed without clothes.

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