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Cubicle.

$Oh cubicle, Thou art like a cage. Florescent lights illuminate thy felt walls, Smeared with blood of the ages o\' dust mites, That clog my nose and make me yearn, To flail my snotted fist at, The Man who keeps me jailed thus.$

August 29th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Grant.

August 13th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | 1 comment

Rome.

August 12th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Breakdancing.

August 9th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

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

Yuppies.

I like many perverts. Why don’t yuppies?

July 2nd, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

The Future.

June 25th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Everything.

June 24th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

For Mother Nature.

$You smother me in the bosom of your trees. I can barely breath. You leave me high and dry. Well, not dry. Thanks for the flood. The Earth quakes are real dandy. I\'m going to eat your endangered species, just like they are candy.$

June 20th, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Indiana Jones.

$The bullwhip is ok, But I would rather have, Batman\'s utility belt. What I really want, Is Indy\'s hat.$

May 21st, 2008 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments