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Does Edward Abbey Crap in the Woods?
A Love Sonnet to Nature
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My tech addiction having left me blue,
as well as sick from one tired, aching butt,
I chose to straight commence my life anew
by selling all my vids of hardcore smut.
Then all at once on hearing nature call,
I spurned the light bulb, central air, and wheel,
each Trojan for the studs I nightly ball,
and Covid shots (no virus being real).
I scorned my wonder drugs for STDs,
my Vagisil to keep my privates clean,
my fridge, my processed meat, my Kraft Foods cheese,
my toilet, and my toilet paper green --
till stepping into nature's scented air,
I stepped in shit on tweeting with a bear.
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*
My tech addiction having left me blue,
as well as sick from one tired, aching butt,
I chose to straight commence my life anew
by selling all my vids of hardcore smut.
Then all at once on hearing nature call,
I spurned the light bulb, central air, and wheel,
each Trojan for the studs I nightly ball,
and Covid shots (no virus being real).
I scorned my wonder drugs for STDs,
my Vagisil to keep my privates clean,
my fridge, my processed meat, my Kraft Foods cheese,
my toilet, and my toilet paper green --
till stepping into nature's scented air,
I stepped in shit on tweeting with a bear.
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Published 11th Dec 2023
| Edited 19th Dec 2023
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