Objectivity Poem by Tim George
Objectivity
I just got back from a place called Heaven
(But some call The Ponderosa) .
It is an old hotel in downtown Reno.
Some would call it run-down or even a dump
But I THRIVE there in drunken glory.
And I wish to return.
But I'm BROKE! ! ! ! ! !
f.ck, a.shole, p.nis, s.n o. a b.tch! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Anybody have $25?
Cash Check Money-Order
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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