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Friday, December 28, 2007

Goin' Out West

I know karate
VooDoo too!
I'm gonna make myself
Available to you.
I don't need no makeup
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt!

2 comments:

  1. Poetry always brings a tear to my eye.

    Maybe it's a tear of joy.

    Maybe it's a tear of utter sadness.

    Maybe it's this onion I'm eating because of that stupid bet I lost.

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