when i was just
a little boy
i learned to
point my finger
at 2 imaginary characters.
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'Bossy made me do it! '
'Butter Man told me to! '
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created for me
by the devil himself.
to lead me into
temptation.
building
a bridge to
debauchery
with pharisaical
stones.
bedevilling me, forever.
allowing me to cross
with ease
the shallow pond
of innocense.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'nother good 'on. Butter man! That's cool!