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Wednesday, October 24, 2018

"Stule, the Soiling Buddha..." A Friends of the Laughing Buddha Connect the Dots Buddha Bonus: More Nonsense in Meters and Rhymes (Illustrated)

Stule, 
the Soiling Buddha,
dreads dirty-di'per days.
No puerile pup,
Stule messes up
in"adult-lescent" ways.
His soul's a bod-
hisattiva's. But
his bod's sour creme brulees.



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