Sometimes I feel the need to read and/or write poetry. Today is neither of those days, however, I won a contest or two with this old one of mine:
Upon the kitchen table, in gay profusion laying astray
Are two dirty coffee cups and two butted cigars in an ashtray.
And I guess you think you know who's sitting here as sure as hell is Hadies
But I bet you all have guessed it wrong....Not two men.......but Ladies!