chris bowen, a.k.a to wit Poems

the U.S. postal service is run by a syrian
hes an out of town outsider
i wonder whos hiding?
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simple, give me imple
the dimple headed boy
love to roy him out
love to swing and sound
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bubba, im in charge
and its large
still a sarge?
see, smarge means contempt
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brace
yourself
case yourself
nobody knows
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sin to be ourselves
culture gaurded by the hate
driven to the edge
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great.the life magazine thing
where they x-ray your booty.josh hooey
a lover luie
im a duie anderson man
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rolling past the light

our last chance for help tonight
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in the meaning, there is an ending

sending me signals, illegal
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in the meaning, there is an ending

sending me signals, illegal
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beatin in my heart

lookin for a good place to start
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