Poem -

There, I washed my hair for a start

There, I washed my hair for a start

Something in my gut,
Prime my stomach 

For a bottle of red.

Then crawl into the shower,

Wash my hair.

 

We'll marry, live in the Bahamas 

Where I'll write my poetry 

And make no money.

I'll give you two bambinos.

 

We'll be happy.

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