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Saturday, April 26, 2008

# 26

Vomiting Words
by GC SMITH

I cannot
figure out
what kind of poem
to write
that won't
appear
to be
a blight
to readers'
eyes and ears
or
what will not
be
a travesty
foisted upon
you gentle
and
you sensitive
folk.

So you
get this
trashy piece
of poetry
from
my finger tips
to
your eyes and ears
and
you may
cry and cry
for years and years
about me
subjecting you
to cruel
and, yes,
unusual poetry
but
as for me
I do not care,
so there.

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