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My Moshie Extreme

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By Kerry WilliamsPublished 12 months ago 1 min read
Image by Prabin from Pixabay

A sailor once sailed the most unsalable sea,

He told me he called it his Moshie extreme,

As he spoke, he trembled through old hairy jowls,

He recounted his journey and irritable bowels,

And then he flushed, and I realized, it's me.

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About the Creator

Kerry Williams

It's been ten days

The longest days. Dry, stinking, greasy days

I've been trying something new

The angels in white linens keep checking in

Is there anything you need?




Thank you sir.

I sit


Tyler? Is that you?


I am... Cornelius.

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