Sunday, February 26, 2017

I'm not an intellectual,

a poet or a scribe.
I put my well worn jeans on
always one leg at a time.
My farts don't smell like cupcakes,
my breath is sometimes putrid,
my snoring could wake up the dead;
of that, you can't dispute it.
I wish with all my might I could be
highly more effectual,
but I am just your average guy,
and not an intellectual.





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