Tired.Er Poem by sean north

Tired.Er



tired of being
pushed around
by these

dUrTy hands

as they
stand around
in tha

udErpAnTs

yelling like
they got their
monthly

gRaMps

thur, free kin
post office
dun rund ouda

sTaMpS


tired.

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