
[Opens Book titled: The Adventures of Roaddog Wolf- Unedited]

Chapter One- talks about charm with his two wheeler and double kick stand
he flaunts online with open Tonka garage to entice the senior ladies looking
for a hot rod, a poetic piece as advertised in the BINGO hall near polka band
performing~ I'm Too Sexy with show of support- (three clappies), he's hooking
on corners of Allpoetry for a measly couple of points; comments pre-planned.

Chapter Two- takes us back to his humble beginnings~April 27th, 2007- Wait
'deja vu 'of a contest he had Hosted so early in Feb.~puberty must have set in late.

Chapter Three- reiterates memory loss once he joined the site along with sight
impaired after a few drinks from the emoticon bar, faithful fans he paid at rate
faster than the speed limit Roaddog drove on rough roads, especially at night.
Boy scouts helped him cross the street after the last few PIF's he won straight.
Chapter Four- he wanted to hide from prying eyes because of double exposure,
front to back shot with his rump bent over picking up the morning paper, slow.
Frame by frame showed the garden variety snail had surpassed him, all a blur
but rumor has it, Roaddog unleashed his battery operated mini chia pet to show;
nobody messes with him, Host with the Most to boast about a toast ~ahem Sir.

Chapter Five- imagine IMs and the Love mail he must receive daily from ones
who stroke his quill, ruffle his feathers with utter devotion (not udder)- milk him
just to see a smile from ear to ear, they stalk his page, hang up pics of buns
to remind them about roasting with all the fixins- no holes barred except the rim
connected to his Harley refurbished, built from a basket case; talk about puns.
Had to take out a dictionary for the word bank, decided: wing it, go out on a limb.

Chapter Six- x-rated poems written with words never before seen let alone used
with passion and perseverance for those who sought asylum in a AP padded room.
I'm honored to say, sanity has been saved due to Roaddog who had me confused
(See word bank in AC, note: memorial for unused words he laid to rest in tomb)
but now that he has tanned his tight coverings, time to flip em over and be amused.



brilliant thank you for the smiles....



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