Sixty-FiveA Chapter by Kenneth The PoetMary came along, and broke me of my funk, and by playing a game of f**k, my life enter’d a deeper funk than ever before, since she went with plan B and I’m clapping with razor blades.
What a f*****g trip!
Feeling five times as unlucky as anyone else.© 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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1 Review Added on October 17, 2011 Last Updated on October 17, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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