long walks and drinking with friends, seeking
the same but different. The independently wealthy preferred
their noodles with sauce but saucy us, we
took off our aprons and walked out, one by one,
but the cook was not impressed.
Hey, I'm a cook and I AM impressed (hint: I'm Capt. James Cook, the English explorer/cartographer)
and I'm looking for a pretty lady with a big heart who likes canoodling
she'll pick my zits and keep an eye on all precancerous moles
interchanging, becoming a hoop
becoming a poop
pooping a become
somebody should do something about all this poop