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Hangover.

Not as glamorous as an overdose. Not as smart as not participating. I’m sorry that I was late this morning. And then vomited in your bush.

April 17th, 2008 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems | No comments

Over-Ate.

Ah! My stomach hates me. I hate you, it screams. I can\'t hear you tummy. Whats that? Mmm, pass the pie.

April 17th, 2008 | All Poems, Bodily Function Poems | No comments

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