poems that dude you too much

I like to torture poetry's giddiness
sometimes with a red plastic pitchfork
I bought at WAL-MART

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CHEATING POEM

i could talk about the sheen
the iridescence on a duck
or a butterfly but i won't

glazed with water light

anything looks great

it doesn't have to be tits

or a cock

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i could capitalize my I

or not

no matter

The nock of the arrow
is set

like a cock
at a frat party

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The poem will cum
the middle of the night

on a Spongebob Squarepants towel

and hope it pulled out in time

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This poem is just
like the American army

in one of several countries

where it should not be



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