Friday, March 12, 2010

DeWitt, You're My Gag Reflex

You are the post-partum depression of Stalin's mother.
Your shoes look like broken possums.
There are only 12 hairs on your chin
and they're all on the same mole.
Did I mention your brain is stupid?

If this poem is bad,
it's because I'm imitating you.
If it's good, it must be something else.

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