Never Thought I’d Miss “Does This Dress Make Me Look Fat?” But Alas…

“If I were a pickled spleen

Kept in a jar for 30 years

Charged with electrical current

In a chamber full of your darkest fears,

Then released from the jar on a Sunday

And carried overseas by some birds

To attend celebrations in Istanbul

Would you still kiss me afterwards?”

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2 responses to “Never Thought I’d Miss “Does This Dress Make Me Look Fat?” But Alas…

  1. Haha, this reads like something Vonnegut would write. Brilliant.

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