Ali in the garden, a melon garden, he didn’t say water, he didn’t say flower, he didn’t say Yoko, he didn’t say mojo (not even once) or Ozzie and Harriet, or Marilyn Monroe, or Corinthians, he didn’t say why.
Marilyn Happy Birthday sweet silent creshendo, crescendo, creche, Marilyn Happy Birthday Merry Christmas, merry mistletoe, 9 East 71st Street serving as mistletoe, and wasn’t Marilyn singing Happy Birthday at Madison Square Garden? Melon garden, forking, crotchet road, the road less taken? The less than happy load, of Santa, who humps, as a saint, and perhaps a hunchback,
Pretty sure Mrs. Claus looks much more like Marilyn than any imagine.
Spam of Human Affection 
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