Gip From Backwards Poem by pssive w nker

Gip From Backwards



Today..
I watched a pig fly backwards yonder its front gate
as I blue rinsed contemplation and sold off its fate
then I flavoured down martini to relax on my next wait
for M.ily to tell me why, it is her man. agement I do so hate

Thursday, January 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,hate
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