Spa-Peggy-and-MeA Poem by Desert Knavea sonnet of animated fan-fiction
After a few games
Of quarters and Boggle And wearing a pair Of beer goggles Peggy Hill started Looking yummy to me And with good old Hank Not due home till three I made my move And got into the groove As quick as could be Needing no propane To make a hot batch Of Spa-Peggy-and-Me Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2026
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Added on April 13, 2026 Last Updated on April 13, 2026 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more.. |

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