Siingle Man Syndrome :A Poem by Shazbatt969Van Der Broek Six pack Bread Tuna salad Body spray Peanut butter Crisps Chocolate Dope Tobacco What did you buy today ? Went looking for something only found myself, ounces of black, blackest hash in my Genie wished mind Townes and Jack sill in the pack round and around flying over ground Hail poetry and wine and living devine Planet butter Skins Makes sense to me
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