Thursday, January 22, 2009

Poem


FAMILY PLAN

With a camera in my toilet,
Those opinions of yours should rapidly change.
If I were president, I would have fun because 
I could run so fast.
Buffalo burgers make everyone fly to the White House
As if they're abortions.
Let's let the dope do our thinking.
I like you because I saw you on TV.
I hope I am your wiped feet.
Like you, I am small, quiet, and hilarious.
Put hand-sanitizer on your hands and enjoy
The freedom of me getting up and crawling
Into your cavity.
Abortions who live on the street go to
The dog pound.
Self-knowledge is the mess left over.

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