As I leaned in to kiss
Her voluptuous lips,
Which were as red as
Lobsters, having been
Plucked from the Maine water
And into the boiling water
Which bubbled and frothed madly
As if in a witches brew
Smoking under a shrouded moon
As cloaked figures danced around
And added an eye of newt
Which stared as it plopped merrily into the stew
Like Wile E. Coyote falling thousands of feet
Onto the dusty floor of the canyon
After trying to blow up Roadrunner
With a stick of TNT
That exploded in his face
Like one of those cans of nuts
Which actually has a spring in it
And when you open it, it spits out a snake,
Or a Chinese dragon,
Cavorting and frolicking in February
Because that’s when Chinese New Year happens
When they usher in the year of the Earth Rat
Which looks like a regular rat,
Albeit it just likes to burrow I guess,
But I digress.
It was just as I leaned in to kiss her lips
When I noticed in my peripheral vision,
Ninjas, leaping down from the ceiling
And closing in
To attack
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NOTE: Not sure what to say to all the critiques here. I think people here take themselves waaaay to seriously.
Happy April Fools Day!
