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Sunday, September 26, 2004
fatty
breakfast is two butterfingers,
four packs of chocolate donuts,
and a five dollar
instant.
lady, you're already
pushing 400 pounds.
enough is enough.
another scratcher bites the dust.
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
You definately don't like scratchers, huh? It seems many of your poems are kinda dark/down type peoms... I like that style -- I also think it's good that you put some comical ones and some uppers in there -- keeps some variety and doesn't leave the reader feeling depressed and wanting to hang themself if something goes wrong in their day. ~EM
1 comment:
You definately don't like scratchers, huh? It seems many of your poems are kinda dark/down type peoms... I like that style -- I also think it's good that you put some comical ones and some uppers in there -- keeps some variety and doesn't leave the reader feeling depressed and wanting to hang themself if something goes wrong in their day.
~EM
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