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Life, life is short, poems can be short, my poems are usually short!

Poems don't have expiration dates. You'll never find Robert Frost crumpled

up and discarded in the trash cause it's old!  Poems can't just get up and walk

away for a cigarette break or fly to Istanbul. Being a Poem is a full-time job with

benefits. Poems are responsible. Poems, Poems, Poems make you laugh,

make you cry, make you happy, make you want to die, make you horny, make

you confused, make you jealous, make you money, or just make you want to

shut the fuck up because there are just too many words one has to go through

like shitty exes or toilette tissue. That's it I'm through!