Flying f*ck

Flying f*ck

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder

Do f***s really fly?
They say pigs don’t;
But when push
Comes to shove,
Both do, off heights.

© 2019 Maxwell Ryder


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I love those two sayings. I try to give a flying f**k every so often, otherwise I'm far too jaded to eve3r enjoy using the phrase anymore. As for pigs flying? I think we've all seen the Trump baby blimp with the diaper from so long ago . . . I was just thinking . . . we survived years of this! Hopefully not many more years! Sorry for my tangent, but that's what happens when pigs & f***s board my magic carpet (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


Uhhohh.
Simple but says alot. I like !!

Posted 1 Year Ago



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