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brick a brack decay
I never know the day
said the ocean to the clay
but all was up ended
disaster loves coupons
OK, I guess this is true
There was a floating eyeball
on Craig's list
God forbid me
the cheese is ripe
That anglo-saxan asshole stole my sax
Well, anyway I smelled ripened diapers
all the way to the whore house.
I'll scratch that out
At the Duck Blind holy hell
parking lot fellatio
so unfair
why ain't we gettin it
Must be momma's holdin my tail
growth spurt
tits are on loan
this is a sexual poem
let's call it Joan
as we have no other name to call it