Doniella wants me to call this vaginal worm... I say no! This isn't supposed to be hard core.. she just has menstration on the brain... Bill suggested eat the wormI am going to ignore that one.. I hope he's talking tequila..Bo's still thinking about this one..looking a little traumatized... This shall be called...

Poetry of the Insane

DISCLAIMER: Names have been changed to protect the innocent.. But none of us are innocent so no names have been changed

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One last cigarette and I am running out of gasTime to talk to the nacho godGot a date tonight with my auntNot going to bed alone tonight

One Last Cigarette to FreedomThere's a partial in my wallet There's a load in my drawersI will have to stop at home to pick that shit upRobin's bringing back a real London PunkMaybe he'll have cigarettes

One last cigarette to freedomAnd my ass is getting soreThey are cloning Elvis in their meth labTired and cranky I take it out on the sex fiendMy son, named HerpiesIs in the second gradeFart if you like peanut butterOne last cigarette to freedomThere's a carton up my sleeveAnd an ace in my shoeWe need to bust into the meth labAnd take Elvis to Vegas

One last cigarette to freedomOne last cigarette to freedom