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Jeff Watkins
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For You To Poop On
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I'm almost old...
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Sunday, June 18, 2006

carrie and her fanatical ideas

a swarm of enemies fly beneath
pj harvey is a breath of relief
consumerism is my only ancestry
it's a great commentary
thanks for those
whose deaths chose
the situations
and all of the pathetic attempts at complications

criticize me not
level this playing slot
never one to contrive
blinded candid dive
sit between metalloid sleeves
getting beyond these dry heaves
delivering news faster than
someone who can
throw a paper out of the car window

waiting for my pizza to get cold
i feel so tired and live so old
backwards, forwards
receiving a lot of awards
get home from work
sucked dry by those little jerks
i stay up so late
i never have a date

posted by Jeff Watkins at 2:59 PM


Anonymous Michelle said...

i stay up so late
i never have a date


9:54 PM  
Blogger Debbie said...


I'm sure I'm not reading this poem for what it really means, but all the well it's good.

Hope your doing well...

7:39 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The Sarcastic Idiocy Forum haunts your nights and rules supreme over your cheese.

11:39 AM  
Blogger Jeff Watkins said...

Anonymous, is this an invitation?

1:32 PM  

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