My poetry is really horrid contrasted with other poets' work.
But it's all part of the same trade.
I hear very little gossip about my old group of friends.
They only gossip about what a trouble maker I was.
I have left the old crowd for greener grounds.
They were all really phonies and still are.
Sometimes I laugh so hard at these shits I used to know.
I laugh so hard I take them in my pants.
Uranus is a bigger planet but they wouldn't be heavy there.
It's less dense and they wouldn't weigh so much on Your Anus.
All of the crap weighs less than all the craps in America's toilets.
Heavyweight knock them out!
Jon Billet
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