From The Nipple Poem by James McLain
From The Nipple
From the nipple
it comes
and sore my
one eye
how
i miss
day and night
to the
pink
of champagne.
One side
o'er
the other
i can
not
complain.
How the
economy
became
even now
so bad.
It is in
times
like
these
that let
each of
us
know.
Why i'm on
the
right side
and
your on the left.
Take it easy
my
friend
untill it's
that
time again.
Being
codependent
it drips
from
your chin.
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