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but aren't they all random?

Friday, January 25, 2019

Garbarge run #2: duck

Listen crap-bag, go bust if you want
and sic your whole sac of venom
on the face of a duck, just
call it a goose, but

if that bird bends over
on the way in to the weigh-in
to show you something

DUCK

or you'll end with an egg
face-job before you even
began to see the bird

in it's accustomed place
on my fine feathered hand - but
a custom of its, not yours, all preference
(inside joke) aside - sit down quick, before

the crowd starts to fly

from the disgusting enough
now spectacle you represented

anyhow, to every wide-shot eye - it's

enough to clear the room

how your life's so spent.

that's a wrap. Take your straight
ass home and get bent

you goon.

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