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Why don’t you get back into bed?

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Sometimes the show is as snuggly as bed to me. You’re there, after all. But it comforts me like being under the covers.  Sometimes I manage to slip right in and you don’t even notice when it happens.  It lets Read more ›

You been pound, pound, pounding on my brain

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It seems like hardly a minute goes by during the week that I don’t find myself thinking about you. What am I going to do for you next? How much longer is it until I get to do it? What Read more ›

So how can I get tired of you?

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Sometimes by the end of a full evening doing Bubbles in the Think Tank, I feel positively weak.  I’m spent from a night lingering over your silly needs. I do long to assure that all of your hopes are realized Read more ›

We don’t match in size but we fit so neatly

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We have an asymmetrical affinity. I do the show and I am wee.  I am diminutive in the shadow of the silliness I bring to you.  Or is that the shadow of your stick shaking from all of that silliness?  Read more ›