I Smell Olives (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
What is that I smell?
The smell of organic salt
Growing from the trees
Down With Ye Awld Speckled Hen! (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
Spell old correctly!
You think you are so fancy!
Go to Hades, Hen!
Polynesian Dance (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
Gyrating those hips
Wearing palm leaves as a dress
And coconut bras
Tix (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
Online ticket folks
Complete with a catchy name
Wish I’d thought of it
1000 Miles An Hour (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
My thoughts race like wind
Neural pathways all on fire
I hate math quizzes
Body Like a Battleaxe (Requested by TheresaWarriorPrincess)
Tougher than iron
She roughly kneads the bread dough
With her gnarled fingers
Nurses (Naughty Ones Are Fun Too) (Requested by anurs2)
Recuperation
Is facilitated by
Hot PVC threads
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