Crazy Fools And A Dog Who Drools!

The two light hearted fools are at it again. This time they go from den to den. I am not sure how they do it. But even without any legs they seem to be a hit.

Truedessa gets in the wine,
Changes the fake feline.
Then off they go,
First high than low.

Even to that North Korea place.
I hope they took more than mace.
Then to the 9 to 5.
I hope they get out alive.

Then comes the crew,
They seem to always be in view.
A gawker and numb tongue,
Their undead bell is still rung.

Glory Dear has her say,
But she stays buried in the bay.
Even old one eye is seen.
Yeah, she may scare you from your screen.

Much sure comes due,
Even a tune or two.
Crazy as can be,
As they sail upon the sea.


Want to visit any place like that? Is that already the look of your work mat? I hope not. I hear the undead smell a lot. Boy, could Truedessa ever snore too. Who knew? I hope that will pass as it could hurt the ears of my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.