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Apr 2023
I warned you
not to ***** it, it will pop

I told you
not to flip it, it flops

but you had to pick it up,
and it dropped

now you want me to lick it up
but it’s slops

if only you would **** it up
so it stops
My Dear Poet
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My Dear Poet  M/Bottom of the Jar
(M/Bottom of the Jar)   
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   guy scutellaro
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