Shergold Bass

 

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Poem of the day:

There’s an Applebee’s and a Shergold Bass across the street from the Hotel, but this stretch of road has very little else.
These yahoos were the hosts of it along with someone dressed as a fireman, a bear, and the amuzing part of it was the hoodlums driving the used cars onto center stage.
they actually look nice with the new fall palettes.
They all appear to be doing “something” and they could have been doing the same thing.
They also found out that Americans have an inability to change our routines, our distain for being inconvenienced and our love with large vehicles.
They also include some recipes.
They also insisted on wrapping your sprained ankle with an Ace Shergold Bass.
They also need to regulate “Big Oil” like electricity and natural gas.
They both ended up in jail.
They both will serve as the FDA liason and regulatory strategist.
Shergold Bass can not speak for me any longer.
They cannot understand our lust for freedom of thought, and action, and our willingness to take risks in order to better the generation following ours.
They catch Jack’s brother Graem back at his house and torture her and he ADMITS TO KILLING DAVID PALMER or at least setting it all up.
They come in all flavors, from Italian to diced onions and peppers added.

Poem by NoPastaBasta, a group of independent experimental internet poets.