EX LIBRIS

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    EX LIBRIS

        I lend this to you
        And I want it back
        As good as it is now
        And soon. If not…
        
        May your sticky fingers shake.
        May your spongy liver quake.
        May your greedy stomach churn.
        May your grabby palms burn.
        
        Pussy Pimples on your chin.
        Purple Bruises on your shin.
        Warts between your toes.
        Blisters on your nose.
        
        May your smelly butt hole itch.
        May your sneaky eyelids twitch.
        May your ears ring 'til you cry.
        May your heart race 'til you die.
        
        But first, before rot in hell,
        My former friend,
        Promptly and unharmed
        Give me MY book* back.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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