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Coming out of the closet

by jeffrey-robin

On the surface I look like an American But I've always felt I've always known That deep down inside I am Italian! •• For the sake of continuity I'll still write as Jeffrey Robin But I am now SIGNIOR  GIOVANNI FRANCESCO BELLADONNA DE LA BAD ASS DUDE! (Oh yeah I'm Italian Mafiosa!) •• I feel liberated! PURE •• Oh yeah. There's one more thing You know how I'm always writing these highly sensitive intelligent poems? Well I've looked deep down inside myself and realized that this isn't me! Deep down inside I AM AN IDIOT! A FOOL! •• Out of the closet! At last! Free! •• This is the first poem I've written reflecting my newer Truer Status! •• •• Let us romp together joyously To the DEATH CAMPS. Beyond the Hills!
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