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Jul 2013
I know this will offend

but no apologies beforehand

I’d like to find a nice rock

and smash your head

till i’m ankle deep in your dark wine

till the dirt runs deep red

make maroon mudcakes

in the silly ****** mess

hand them to my friends

with a smile big

since thats what I do best

Use your guts and brains

and make delcious warm spaghetti

serve it to the homeless folk

living in the intercity

and bask in the sun painted purple skies

exhaling soothing breaths as I watch stars before my eyes

and calmly wait for birth of night

to reminisce of your demise
Say this poem in a happy go lucky voice to unearth the humor this was made with.
Annie Medosch
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Annie Medosch  pennsylvania
(pennsylvania)   
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