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Down and Out, Or bad poetry is just like good poetry — only worse.

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You’re the cream in my coffee;
If I used cream for coffee.
You’re the nickel in a homeless mans shaking can,
As he struts along third ave and tenth being honked at by a van.
You’re the flap of a seagulls wings,
As it soars high Continue reading Down and Out, Or bad poetry is just like good poetry — only worse.

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