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Jun 2014
upstairs and down the hall and through the room to grab a broom
sweep up all the spilled guts and butternuts
that dad forgot to bake
a woman walks in
and her heart stains the carpet
the house smells stinky like fish and sweaty taint
"just hire a pool-boy"
rich people don't know class
bakedjones
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bakedjones  Indiana
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