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Balls in Flight: June 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Monday, June 12, 2006. Naked, too, an old queen with. Green, blue, yellow, red paints. Kneels behind my anus. With black socks and. Holds a paint-brush and i. Waited for the paint to dry. On my saline injected. To my college years. I was so full of. Posted by Eugene at 12:43 PM. Eugene, Oregon, United States. I'm Eugene. from Eugene, Oregon! I am amazed at the balls required to post my poetry! Peek Thru th...
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Balls in Flight: July 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Monday, July 17, 2006. The Golden Age of My Balls. I feel that somehow we've gotten away from what made my poetry so popular. It's back to basics. Back. to. The Golden Age of My Balls. And the tomatoe juice sings. Note that your balls. Heed not the call. Of other peoples's balls. You're dick is so small. Pee on your balls.". Of the size of your balls. GOLDEN AGE OF YOUR BALLS. Posted by Eugene at 1:50 PM.
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Balls in Flight: March 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Tuesday, March 14, 2006. For pity, shame. For my bulbous, purply. Thee and thine genitalia. My aching, aching nutsack. Posted by Eugene at 5:13 PM. Tuesday, March 07, 2006. The Paths of Righteousness Go Through Your Balls. I've been absent of late and for that, I apologize. My balls are heavy and numerous. Some of the balls I've been juggling are so old, they have gray hair! Some people eat their knuckles.
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Balls in Flight: February 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Thursday, February 23, 2006. I Love My Turtles, But. Listen, I love my turtles, but they have gone WAY TOO FAR in making their own blog to compete with mine. I don't appreciate their shenannigans one bit. NOT ONE BIT. So, I refuse to link. And for the last time, I AM NOT YOUR DADDY. Posted by Eugene at 8:44 AM. Tuesday, February 21, 2006. Repurposing, a Daily Affirmation. Posted by Eugene at 1:56 PM. You c...
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Balls in Flight: January 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. A gush of wind. I ask so little of you;. Do not rob me of this moment. Posted by Eugene at 12:52 PM. Monday, January 30, 2006. This poem is entitled,. Yet, I do not. I am SPACE,. The space between your chest. In SPACE (outer or no). Hence the planets are nothingness;. Hence my body parts are points irrelevant;. And you do not protest. Posted by Eugene at 10:22 AM. As a Child, II.
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Balls in Flight: December 2005
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Thursday, December 29, 2005. Posted by Eugene at 10:33 AM. Wednesday, December 28, 2005. All last night,. I must find a place to rest my balls. Posted by Eugene at 1:59 PM. Tuesday, December 27, 2005. Posted by Eugene at 1:53 PM. Monday, December 26, 2005. This is a poem about my dog, Eugene, and how he showed me the true meaning of the Holidays. Enjoy. It was Christmas Eve night and. I knew what he wanted.
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Balls in Flight: August 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Wednesday, August 23, 2006. I've Had a Sex Change Operation (this is not one of my fruity poems this time). Click here to see me. Posted by Eugene at 3:17 PM. Eugene, Oregon, United States. I'm Eugene. from Eugene, Oregon! I enjoy poetry and not juggling other people's balls unless they really ask nicely, so I can be persuaded to suck on them. But only for a few hours! He sounds like this; *eek! Chronicles...
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Balls in Flight: April 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Thursday, April 20, 2006. 50 Is the Loneliest Number. This is my 50th post and I'm sure you couldn't care even if your life depended on it, which it doesn't. Still, here's a little poem. Posted by Eugene at 4:50 PM. Monday, April 17, 2006. Today is a special guest poem by a guy I know:. Help me my balls are. Ow ow owie ow ow. Posted by Eugene at 9:51 AM. Thursday, April 06, 2006. CAT SHIT, said DOG SHIT.
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Balls in Flight: October 2006
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YOUR DAILY SOURCE FOR DAILY AFFIRMATIONS . Some say my poems have no point. I say, Balls in Flight. Sunday, October 22, 2006. Now's the Time: A Balls in Flight Oddysee. I have a simple command. To suck the salt out of my balls. Posted by Eugene at 10:45 AM. Friday, October 06, 2006. I Was Your Child. I was your child. And you have forgotten me. And yet you've never given. A second thought, have. Once, I was your shining light. Once, I was your shofar. Once, I was your comfort food. Once, I was your port.
