F--- the Holiday

You’ve never seen me hammer out a page.

Maybe that’s because I want to hammer out your μουνι

Then just move on because it would be old news.

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I should write about the time you gave me head after

I sucked on your titties and went for your cunt only

To be denied by your yeast infection.

At least I got a finger in your asshole.

Then I came and you swallowed me in the back of

Your car, like I’m sure you did with all the other

Bastards you met before you knew me.

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I should erase this dirty poetry, but I’ll keep it

In a silent drawer until its discovered by accident.

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I’ll be hesitant to show it until I’m ballsy enough,

Which is how it pans out most of the time.

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I’m a bastard just like them.

Only more mannered and modest.