Dailysex

Oh My Dog! Why is a dyslexic writing pottery?

A leopard can’t change its stops, a tiger can’t change its priests,

But I don’t have to. It isn’t like it’s brian surgery, besides practice makes prefect.

I have ideas, I’ll write something, after all it’s not over until the fat lady signs.

I’ll write about dailysex, should I try to explain it?

I can’t compare what I am to what I’ve never been, apples to onagers.

I like who I am, I like what I can do, every cloud has a livers lining.

If life gives you melons, maybe you’re dyslexic?