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My letters look like yours,
And our phonetics match up.
Like yellow ducks in a tub,
We are bound to share a bump,
Tangle our masts,
And squabble til I've won.

Buy a book off amazon
And the wrong people get paid.
I'm a poet and I know it,
But this shit won't get me made.
I write because I'm a little insane.
More of a time killer than
How I spend my time.
Spend my money.

Mediocrity is where I dwindle,
People don't steal shit from the
Middle of nowhere.
How do you know I didn't steal
Sergei Parkhomenko's diary
And copy and paste this from there.

Turns out he is really a she
From the subterranean tundra of Russia
Pounding down bottles of Vodka
And feining to keep their hands secretly red.

But really, I'm just here to gargle your nonsense,
Spit it out,
And end up stealing your dime.
Brother can you spare a few lines?