Strawberry Moon on a Blueberry Sky–My Oh My Anita O’Day sounds High
Food everywhere she looks
Ode to the Munchies
I want summadat’, Ms. O’Day.
Gimme your guy’s number, please omfg
I need to solicit drugs from the 1950’s yes please
What a poem this is turning out to be
Anita O’Day, come over here
fuck me in that cute little tux you wear
and share whatever you smoked
when you wrote the song about
eating the sky.
Does anyone know if Anita O’Day was kinda queer? Asking for a friend…