0308 Dylan (4) - Poem by Michael Shepherd
sholam alechem all you mothers
and don't think your son is so great
if you could only see him tonite -
like an animal
an ugly, vibrating, menstrating dirty little animal
for that is all he is anyway!
he isn't as hip and cool as you think he is
or as he is supposed to be
'hee hee hee'
'look at me, ma, I'm stoned'
get the hell out of my life
before I tell your mother on you
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