I’ve been framed

I’ve been tamed
Well,I’ll be planned!
What’s the rock pucker got to do with me?
I use bed language.
I’ll never stalk a crone again
Study Hell.
Can women tear here?
Well,I hate the way you cook off without me.
A blithering consideration of a man
Rhesus heist.
He was too  aloof.Oh,hell.There’s  always a vexed time
Are your wits oiled?
Do you have any   stinging gasps  in your  trapology?
I don’t want a biblical orange of yew.
So you want to commit deicide? You can’t decide or spell?
Just one litter makes such a difference
She wants manual texts
Oh, Bob’s my wrinkle!
The therapist  said I’m God.Was there a comma?
A love of narcissi blighted his wife.
He said he’d be tanned.
What a tool you are.
I prefer being  schizoid.Men think I’m full of history.
I keep hearing voices,doctor.Pull that ear thing out and kiss ’em
My advice is, avoid slaying women too much
Her daughter is untaught.Oh,her.
Lost your tongue? Buy one,get one free.
What’s a mailed dart?
I use my heart  daily.
Are you him?
Who’s she, the cat’s other?
Why do women dare? I love ten