Non-Erotic PoetryGoliath said"I have an asshole
an opinion.
Should I rectify the two?
Or just continue
to spew
my preachiments, sweet
with holes in the middle
for the Gumbys without any teeth.
Now,
what do you think, Davey?
Never mind,
I'll tell you what to think."
Said Goliath washing his hands
Ah,
paws heavy with the dirt
of composting claymation poetry.
"Well
excuse
me, Mr. Snail
I must go and chase my tail
to find out who I am
in my zest for zen."
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