Oh bullish book, don’t you stop
Tell me what is a flangiprop?
Is it the heart when it goes pop
When the evening trysts goes over the top?
Is it the whip whose tip goes hop
Over the back of the moaning cop?
Is it the towel when wet goes flop
When twisted on my hams–an aerial chop?
Is it the juice on the bottle I drop
As I let myself go behind the gasoline shop?
Oh bullish book, don’t make me stop,
With hands I thrust this flangiprop!
From this ebook prompt:
Invent a definition for the word “flangiprop,” then use the word in a post.’
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