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Poems
Feb 2018
As fruity fruit rots in a tree, I'm on 2 feet like a dead widow on deet
“Daddy. and Daddy's **** girlfriend, where did I come from?”
“Son, you came from your Mommy's tummy.”
“How did I get there?”
“I don't know.”
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