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Camping.

Fresh air, Fresh air, Fresh air. Good morning! It\'s really kind of cold. Bring me a propane burner. And the coffee grounds. Do we have any creamer? How about a latte?

July 4th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Zen Jerks.

Take your peaceful demeanor, And shove it up your ass. I am pissed, And you make it worse. Besides, you\'re passive agressive.

July 3rd, 2008 | All Poems, Woe Poems | No comments

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