Bob Dylan scream in some dark room with he old ass
Nobody really care, but still voted pretty high in magazines
those flies that fly around dog shit are weird in color
its fun to step on a yellowjacket hole
honeysuckles are good too
when you get hit in the back of the head by a bicycler in bangladesh because you found a half eaten burrito in the front seat of a blue hatchback it really sucks!


thanks to all you houseniggas who voted me # 3 favorite in that poiplarty contest thing. this poem is for all you!

You're certainly welcome, Woodburn.